I’ve got a feeling that you can’t count on me
“Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah,” I sang.
“Are you na na na’ing from ‘Hey Jude’ or ‘A Long December’?” my friend asked.
“Weird you mentioned just those two songs, as thousands of songs use na na’s. It’s actually a mashup song I’m making called ‘Hey Jude, It’s A Long December.’ I’m going to call myself Crows and Beatles.”
“Ha! You should call the album Pet Sounds!” my friend said.
“That’s dumb. No one keeps crows or beetles as pets,” I said and wished he would go away.
“They do when every dog they adopt runs away and their cats won’t go near them,” he said.
I laughed openly at him. He was the only person in the world I could look down upon.
“Sorry,” I said. “You can stick around for as long as you tell me funny stories like that.”
