A Ringing Edorsement. Or Two.

1.
Here's a rare treat with a fantabulous cover buried somewhere in the middle (check around the 4:25 mark).


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmSmi30ke10


2.
A friend of mine, who goes by the pen-name, Sir James Kurtessis, created this beaut the other day:

Psalm Deuce

The DUMP is my shepherd; I shall not want.

I maketh my poop lie down in green pastures;
   I leadeth it into still waters.

The dump restoreth my soul:
   it leadeth me in the paths of porta-pottys

   for its name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of crap,

   I will fear no runny poo

   for extra shit paper art with me;

   the germ fighting power of Lysol

   disinfectant spray and thy floral smell

   comfort me.

Thou preparest a wad of toilet paper before me

   in the presence of mine poo.

   Thou anointest my bunghole

   with splatter; my toilet bowl runneth over.

Surely poo and poo smell shall follow me

   all the days of my life

   and I will dwell in the house of the toliet and poo

   forever.

I'm researching in hopes of discovering its whereabouts -- the Old or New Intestine-ment.  I'll let'cha know.

'Til next time,

Cheers