Its special, Its beautiful, and its mine.. Or - "Building a Religion."

Ladies and gentleman of the court, I submit for your approval...

Life is a funny thing, and its full of its own twists and turns. Zahrah and I are moving in together. Call it fast, call it insane...

Call the hotline, we don't give a shit.

There are so many people out there that move slow, that worry over useless things, and that basically decide to waste the precious moments that life puts out there for you to enjoy.

I think that Mal (of Firefly fame) said it best.. " Someone's carrying a bullet for you right now, doesn't even know it. The trick is to die of old age before it finds you."

I only disagree on one point.. I intend to outrun that little fucker.. So folks, here it is, the beginning of what I firmly believe is the rest of my life. A life with this woman that is everything I've been looking for, and in many things, nothing like what I imagined. Its special, its beautiful, and its mine.

*cocks and loads his pistol*

Anyone who has any objections is welcome to step forward.. I've got a clip full of bullets, and an engraver.


Comfort Eagle - Cake
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We are building a religion,
We are building it bigger
We are widening the corridors and adding more lanes
We are building a religion.
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers for these pendant keychains
To resist it is useless,
It is useless to resist it
His cigerratte is burning but it never seems to ash
He is grooming his poodle
He is living comfort eagle
You can meet at his location but you'd better come with cash

Now his hat is on backwards. He can show you his tattoos
He is in the music buisness he is calling you "DUDE!"

Now today is tomorrow and tomorrow's today
And yesterday is weaving in and out
And the fluffy white lines that the airplane leaves behind
Are drifting right in front of the waning of the moon

He is handling the money. He's serving the food
He knows about your party. He is calling you "DUDE!"

Now, do you believe in the one big sign?
The double wide shine on the boot hills of your prime
Doesn't matter if you're skinny. Doesn't matter if you're fat.
You can dress up like a sultan in your onion-head hat

We are bulding a religion. We are making a brand
We're the only ones to turn to when your castles turn to sand
Take a bit of this apple, Mr. Corporate Events
Take a walk through the jungle of cardboard shedies and tents
Some people drink pepsi. Some people drink coke. (coke)
The wacky morning d.j. says democracy's a joke.

He says now, "Do you believe in the one big song?"
He's now accepting callers who would like to sing along
He says, "Do you believe in the one true edge?"
By fastening your saftey belts and stepping towards the ledge

He is handling the money. He is serving the food.
He is now accepting callers. He is calling me "DUDE!"

Do you believe in the one big sign?
The double wide shine on the boot hills of your prime.
There's no need to ask directions if you ever lose your mind
We're behind you. We're behind you.
And let us please remind you
We can send a car to find you
If you ever lose your way

We are bulding a religion...
We are bulding it bigger...
We are building............... a religion.......
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers for these beautiful pendant keychains