Dogs'n'booze'n'pee with blues!

A basset or a bloodhound,
                                                                       fooled around,
in a pond of spilt beer he found on the ground;

from his cosy spot he later had to flee,
                                                                     because you see,
he couldn't aim when he went to pee.

                                                                                   Weeeeeeeheeeeee!!!

       
                                          

We fucking love christmas! No shit!

I've been digging the new Stones tune, "Doom and Gloom", for a little over a month now. Needless to say, they've written this song before; a couple of times in fact. But it doesn't really matter. Let's hope that the mainstream radio stations and the shopping malls pick it up before the holidays ("Hi there! What says you we got some shelter and coffee in a pub before you headed home?").

If only they could release a proper full-length album's worth of material this good... it would be their best record since, ooh, I dunno... "Some Girls" (see what I did there?).