I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
alive as you and me.
Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
“I never died” said he,
So I picked up a piece of rebar and
beat him savagely, then I stole
the filthy Commie’s butter sandwich.
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
alive as you and me.
Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
“I never died” said he,
So I picked up a piece of rebar and
beat him savagely, then I stole
the filthy Commie’s butter sandwich.
That’s pretty freaking funny, Jeff.
Good job, slugger. Now, who wants to go dig a hole out in the Meadowlands?
I just needed someplace to put “butter sandwich.”
Quite moving. Especially if you use lots of butter.
Good god how many Sean’s do we have here?
Come gather round children, its high time ye learned
‘bout a hero named John Henry
and a Devil named Bushitler.
We’ll march till we drop, the girls and the fella’s.
We’ll fight till the death or else fold like butter sandwiches.
They say everything can be replaced…
I would have thought his sammich would be welfare mystery meat, or maybe a ketchup sammich. Can you get butter in a Socialist Worker’s Paradise?
SW, “brought,” as in “This message brought to you by Local 13, Villains, Thieves, and Coundrels Union.”
SCOUNDRELS
SW, “work.” Ya can’t make this shit up.
Butter. Definitely not from “Ballad of a Thin Man.” Maybe “Tombstone Blues.” Butter. Heh.
And I’d like jelly on my, too, because I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!
Which side are you buttered on?
Which side are you buttered on?
Are you sure it wasn’t Joe Wilson instead?
I can’t get that last line to work with the melody. Could you hum it for me?
“And baked him in a pie” would’ve worked, though.
I have to tell y’all: I’m still giggling over this.
You know what you never hear of anymore? Bacon sandwiches. God I love bacon.