[Andy snorts, as he pulls dramatically up on the tiny neck of his tiny plastic guitar to wail on a few sweet licks.]
Dude, if there were such a thing as one-man bands, I would be the best one man band out there. It'd be me, one man, Andy Dwyer. A whole band. With, get this: only two arms. How's he playing bass and guitar? With his heart.
[Well.]
Maybe I'd have one more arm, just in case. But I probably wouldn't use it. It'd just be there. Hey, after this, let's find Rock Band. I'll kick your ass at that too.
[Good natured fun time ass kicking. Like friends. Andy has to pause in his proposal to bite down on his lip again and get out a few more strands of Free Bird.]
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Dude, if there were such a thing as one-man bands, I would be the best one man band out there. It'd be me, one man, Andy Dwyer. A whole band. With, get this: only two arms. How's he playing bass and guitar? With his heart.
[Well.]
Maybe I'd have one more arm, just in case. But I probably wouldn't use it. It'd just be there. Hey, after this, let's find Rock Band. I'll kick your ass at that too.
[Good natured fun time ass kicking. Like friends. Andy has to pause in his proposal to bite down on his lip again and get out a few more strands of Free Bird.]
God, these lyrics are good. Poetical.