Showing posts with label blast from the past. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Bow's Bullethole

The other day my friend from junior high reminded me of a funny story. Apparently, when we were 14, I had a problem with our other friend's dog, which was named Bow Wow. So I guess I re-wrote the words to Head Like a Hole by Nine Inch Nails in order to make fun of the dog. I guess when our friend heard the song I made up about her dog, though, she didn't think it was as funny as I did, and she got pretty upset.

So my friend started singing part of the song to me. It totally cracked me up, considering I had nearly no recollection of the story, or the song. Man, what was wrong with me back then? It's a good thing I've matured so much, I tell you that. ;-)

Anyway, here's all I can remember of the song:

...No, Bow can't take it,
No, he can't take it,
No he can't take the abuse from me...

Bow's bullethole,
Bloody and sore,
I'd rather die than feed you Alpo.

Bow Wow, you stupid ugly mutt,
You're going to get it in the butt.
Bow Wow, you stupid ugly turd,
You're going to get what you deserve.


Ah yes, good times...