aural mood - the poet laura ate

Muse abuse -- I'm totally for it.  Those bitches have had it easy for too many centuries.

Poetic licences -- I think these are a fallacy.  I'd much rather drive without a licence.  Then you can hang your body parts out the window.   And, even better, you can hang other people's body parts out the window.

I am the most uncool person in the universe.  I will challenge you for the title if you insist.  Still, it's got to be cool to be cool with being uncool, hasn't it?  I tell myself this so I don't sink into a rum depression.  I'd have to be very depressed to drink rum.

I hope you got indigestion.  That would be satisfying.  Ah that Laura, she makes my heart burn...

This was a great ride.  I didn't even use the puke bag.  (Sorry to the lady in the pink hat, I swear I wasn't aiming for you.)