So as I'm splitting this past weekend, some of the pieces are knotty and uccoperative. They end up in larger pieces.
I tell myself I can use those to load up for night-time comfort. I start a pile of them.
I make the mistake of thinking to myself, "those are the all night logs ..."
Well you know what happened next, right?
Yup, I had to finish the rest of the woodpile with Lionel Richie in my head.
And now you are cursing me because it is in your head, too
I tell myself I can use those to load up for night-time comfort. I start a pile of them.
I make the mistake of thinking to myself, "those are the all night logs ..."
Well you know what happened next, right?
Yup, I had to finish the rest of the woodpile with Lionel Richie in my head.
Every guest I greet,
Comes in and feels the heat
All night logs ... All night ...
Comes in and feels the heat
All night logs ... All night ...
And now you are cursing me because it is in your head, too