Brain rot

I was in the garage last night, taking out the trash, when I realized there was a song running through my head.  I was horrified to realize that the song was Glen Campbell’s “Galveston”, but with the word, “Panama” substituted for “Galveston”.  I was channeling a mixture of Glen Campbell and David Lee Roth while carrying dog poop to the curb.  Did I die and no one told me?  Am I in Hell?

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 01/31 at 03:57 PM

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