Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Toad It.

You have to love those analytical moments. It's the mindless simple things that make us laugh.

 A conversation whilst listening to a tune that goes like this:

 "Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone.."

-Walk on the Ocean-Toad the Wet Sprocket

Friend : "Toad the Wet Sprocket, wasn't that a band?"

Me: "Yup, what the heck does that mean?"

Friend: "What? Toad the Wet Sprocket? Well, I know a wet sprocket is."

Me: "What's that?"

Friend: "Well, it must be a sprocket that's wet so toad must be a verb."

Me: "How the heck do you "toad" something??"

Friend: "Fuck if I know."