"You know that Jonny Wurster kid, the kid that delivers papers in the neighborhood. He's a foreign kid. Some of the neighbors say he smokes crack, but I don't believe it.

Anyway, for his tenth birthday, all he wanted was a Burrow Owl. Kept bugging his old man. "Dad, get me a burrow owl. I'll never ask for anything else as long as I live." So the guy breaks down and buys him a burrow owl.

Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out in my yard, and there's the Wurster kid, looking up in the tree. I say, "What are You looking for?" He says "I'm looking for my burrow owl." I say, "Jumping Jesus on a Pogo Stick! Everybody knows the burrow owl lives in a hole in the mother effing ground. Why the hell do you think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?" Now Stuart!!!! Do you think a kid like that is going to know what the queers are doing to the soil?"

^ Please don't get offended. Stuart by the Dead Milkmen (1989) is quite possibly one of the best satirical and socially fueled songs (full of inside jokes) ever written. It fit the time. As I once heard someone say, "I like to play it for republicans and see if they get it."

Long live The Dead Milkmen! *Snort*
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

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