Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").
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Thursday, June 9 2005
She's wearing the same shoes as me
They ain't too fancy but they sure ain't free
I seen her shopping at the feed supply
But damn if she done bought the shoes I buy!
After I woke up I realized that this would be a reasonable basis for your typical country music song, one where there's a point trying to be made about someone and evidence is systematically introduced in the same form and meter until either the protagonists have had kids and the lyrics are now about the next generation or there's been some big unexpected twist in the story. In my song, a guy at a honky tonk would be noticing an attractive woman who was dressed exactly like him sitting alone by herself and drinking his preferred brand of beer. At some point she'd get up and go to the jukebox and line up a perfect mix of our narrator's favorite songs. In the end he'd take her home and the big twist would come when he found out that the woman was actually a man, "just the same as me." In terms of message, it wouldn't be in keeping with the kind of country music you hear on the radio. But it would make for a good novelty tune on the jukebox at a gay bar.
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