well the memory has let me down once more
there I stood, in front of my t.v. in a bath robe and bunny slippers
spit bubbles forming on my lower lip
I kept hitting the same button over and over
"where the hell are the controls for this thing" my body yells as my hand waves from my mouth to my pocket
now it's all black and white
so I guarantee I have stayed up too long
"I have control, I have control"
I hum over and over as I hold the remote
Someones out of batteries
"This guy"