I just did too. "Jonathan Combs on synthesizer/gong". First time I've ever seen a gong credit.
Something like: "Well, I'm pretty good on the synthesizer but my real love is the gong. I've been perfecting my gong technique over the years and I would hasten to say that of all the glam metal gong players, I'm one of the best."
I outraced an Accord, a Range Rover Sport, and a Ford delivery van on the interstate back from Albuquerque today. They finally cried uncle at 115mph. Have I mentioned how terrible my reactions and attention span is? Really.
Please stop calling what you do "racing". Driving that fast all the time, you gotta be running away from something...
What happens if we change the lyrics of "By The Time I Get To Phoenix" so that it said "If Paris Hilton Had a Penis"?
If Paris Hilton had a penis she'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door
She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leavin'
'Cause I've left that girl so many times before
If Paris Hilton had a penis she'll be working
She'll prob'ly stop at lunch and give me a call
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringin'
Off the wall that's all
If Paris Hilton had a penis she'll be sleepin'
She'll turn softly and call my name out loud
And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her
Tho' time and time I try to tell her so
She just didn't know I would really go.
Okay, that was more frightening than I thought it'd be.