It's from 2000 or 2001.
Maybe it will find its way into one of M.C. Square's lyrics?
Much of it is in-jokes but maybe it will still make you smile
>
> ---
Knibes@aol.com wrote:
> > dave what up brother? is that your new e-mail
> > address (siamese)?
> > transcendental
> > queasies off the heazy's o how does your garden
> grow
> > - with high grass,
> > dandelions
> > and a few appliances larry
--- David Mack wrote:
> Yes! ID is!
> Leggo my EGO!
> SUPER hero EGO sandwhich!
> I'm a vocabulary chef!
> Taste what's left
> of my bad breath!
>
> Do you feel my ISness?
> It's part of my MIXED biZness!
> My significant other!
> My Siamese BROTHER!
> I had to TRANsend
> my TRANSam
> before I get QUEAZY
> in my own HAND!
>
> My origami tissue paper
> is safer
> than my own electric RAZOR!
> Less papercuts!
> Tastes GREAT!
> LESS (cherry) FILLING!
> My insides are SPILLING
> with needle and THREAD...
> I stitch the dead...
> into my own SHADOW...
> like peter pan
> in the SHALLOW end...
> of the DEEP pool (of words)
> ....i SEND to you
> old school (knibes. not swords)...
> with electric mail (not electric RAZOR)
> you read now...
> and think about it later...
> until I never grow up
> on Ever-Sever Land...
>
> Instead, (in my head)
> time counts backwards
> and I write FOREWORDS
> for my own introduction...
>
> Allow me to introduce myself!
> Can you guess my name?
> I have a book that has all the answers
> (to everything)
> but there is no multiple choice...
> and I can't find the dictionary
> of my own etimology.
>
> My shady side says "hi"
> and that I'm so sharp that
> even my teeth have SHARKS.
>
> I'm so bright that it took
> four grey aliens to screw in my lightbulb.
> My IQ test said "does not compute!"
> But Alexander Grahm BELL (not Art)
> used my spare energy to run his own
> ELECTRIC (high) CHAIR!
>
> I think so fast (quickly) that
> I have to speak (write) in parenthesis
> just because each thought (IDEA) (sentence)
> (word) has it's own simultaeneous offshoot (double
> meaning) (multiple translations)
> (thinking in several time lines simultaneaously)
> (crossing dimesions spontaneously)!!!
>
> I break it down mathematically!
> I've divided, deducted
> and been abducted...
> I have four implanted CHIPS
> in my PRINGLES fresh sealed duck lips!
> Through which they try to make me talk
> remote control...
> my voice, my soul!
> Even when I'm standing still,
> I'm tripping...
> I have a nice FALL back
> and SPRING forward
> but daylight savings time can't catch me!
>
> Damn COUPONS!
>
> It's like finding a prize in every box!
> It's like CRACKERJACK toys in each one of my socks!
> Makes me walk around unlocked and HALF COCKED
> (if you know what I mean).
> But that remains to be seen,
> and I am extra sensory perceptive,
> but BLIND to the difference.
>
> Read me and weep...
> over and out...
> my braille tongue tastes your
> mute language.
>
> I hear your feelings.
> THEY KEEP CALLING ME!
> My ears have not lost their sense
> of SMELL!
>
> My brain has blisters...
> from thinking too much!
> And my taste buds have closed their eyes...
> in a wink.
> Morse code. A method to the madness.
> WINKWINKWINK w i n k w i n k w i n k WINKWINKWINK
>
> Ten-Four good buddy!
> I read you and loud and encrypted!
> I'm calling in a 187 in sign language!
> All I can see is the chalk outline...
> of my own body...
dancing.