Meet JB. He is a Mormon.



I wrote a little song for collegue, who is in desperate need of some evil input. Long story short, there seems to be some sort of conflict between him and someone whom I know would be offended if he read the following words. I know its kinda cruel.. but hey. Rome was not built in a day. (Shit I am talking rhymes again). You probably know the story about Romulus and Remus... you know the two white guys who were high enough to build a city overnight. Anyway, its a cool story by Odusseus Antigene (my favorite ottoman historian) and its about.. ah you know the story, I just want to make the obvious conclusion, the take away of that tale:

You really should not jump over the fence in a city where there is going to be another city within the city (thats right a city in a city... eh goofy italians..), because you might get hurt.

I have actually read in wikipedia that they were supposed to be 18 when they started founding Rome. I just somehow find the "moment" of the development of the idea - hard to imagine.

Imagine, two pizza eaters walk the land.. and suddenly one of them goes:
-Hey, ohm... Romie... shall we.. ohm.. you know.. do something different today?
-Remie, what do you have on your mind? Let me guess.. not another city?!
-Oh Romie, please pls plspls... I can do a capitol this time, I promise.
-Ok.. but no more goofy names like Kecskemet, or Balassagyarmat anymore..


Anyway. Here is the song to our mormon friend.. long live the multitasking multiwifeing!

The shit of the Mor(m)on - yo

For shizzle. For sure. For shizzle, I am cool.
For shizzle. For sure. For shizzle, I am cool.

Hey i am mormon thats a letter away from moron,
a little partybooper just needs something to hold on
Foooor suuuure.

I came down here straight from san fransisco,
The shaving I do every week is quite close to zero.
Oh heavens I got you, you are staring at my rims,
Nothing is cooler truly, than when a bicycle wheel spins.

Sometimes I just randomly show up at some parties,
My street dress shit is even cooler than the sixties.
Why you strange evil bad guys sip only hennesy,
I know its my banana shake thats in your fantasy.
Foooor shiiiizleeee.


I am thiking about a book.. I'll name it mormonology,
Believe it or not, man, its easy to pronounce for me.
I will spit the truth about, lots of wifes and such,
if you dare defy my god, i might want to show you my punch.

Oh there was a guy, I remember back in high school
I hit him where I think it would hurt, that was really cool.
I must have luckily hit him, in a very specific place,
Ever since that moment, he is in a laughing state.
Fooooor reeeeaaaaal.

Get off me!

This karaoke place, is as much mine as yours,
where does it say I must sing, what the TV shows?
I have just choosen, a monotoneus beat,
next time i might continue, my holy little shiiiiiiiit.

I think the guy had some more rows in his backpack.. you never know.. these guys are unpredictable. Like math, but in a good way, if you catch my drift.