'I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy now.
I hope you're happy how you hurt your cause forever.
I hope you think you're clever. I hope YOU'RE happy.
I hope you're happy too.
I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission, to feed your own ambition.
Somehow I can't imagine how.
I hope you're happy right now. ... '"
We think somebody's not happy! We also think this is how you know that your Hell's Kitchen Agent/Architect/Elder Chaser/Songwriter has run out of vodka and Aqua Velva. Calling Kitty Dukakis!
"In Germany, the last ornament that is put on the tree is a glass pickle, which is hidden in the branches. On Christmas morning, the first child who finds the pickle ornament receives an extra present."
Funny. We never got to play Hide The Pickle at our house on any of the good holidays. Leave it to the Nazis to think of the fun stuff.
2 comments:
You know Darling, I was just wondering, ... Is it "legal" to put song lyrics to a Broadway show up without the writer's consent? (or at least a nod to the show itself?) Hmmmmm, best to check that out.
xoxo David
Hell's Kitchen Agent
Darling! I can't TELL you how pleased I am that you've installed an alchohol detection device on your answering machine! Why just imagine the kind of calls and hence, mostly true sto-ries you might end up with! Heavens!
Your former, Hell's Kitchen Agent,
David
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