We've had this loveseat for several years now. But, I recently noticed something sinister in the upholstery.
There are two things that look a lot like the fanciful Mexican "sugar skulls". And around them are three sixes.
Now those skulls and the '666' are all I see when I look at the chair.
Loveseat Of The Damned.
Couch! Couch! Couch! Couch Of The Devil!
That little song at the end has me hearing Green Day, but I’m pretty sure it’s either not supposed to be a song, it’s a different song.
:)
well, i was thinking Iron Maiden and then Motley Crue.
If you find you can play the guitar with an inhuman dexterity while sitting on this couch…I’ll be right over.
cleek, do you live on a crossroads……(cue scary music)?
i do not.
but, my soul is for sale. as are several famous bridges.
“Even London Bridge is falling down, and moved to Arizona…..”
From a recently remembered disgraceful episode in our past, when we hung out a lot with homesick Texans in London, who kept playing this, which I see now is called London Homesick Blues, but which we called I Wanna be Home with the Armadillo:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EhN2E4hRDKk
(the version we used to listen to had a lot more brio to it, but I still think it has some great lines in it)