RocknRoll Boogie

Every night in this city is fun. Tonight an extreme case of so called "boardness" drove us out into the streets in search of a nearby vista that we could certainly. . .

Launch golf balls of off.


Then on the way back we found this old piano on the street and started to kick out the jams. (editors note- these jerks considered leaving the piano on the sidewalk where we found it. This place happened to be on top of one of the steepest hills in the city right next to our house. We could have just pushed it really hard and it would have ended up at our doorstep.) With a little motivational speech, we figured out a way to move it down the hill to the house.

On the way down the big hill, it's wheels broke off and sparks were shot around until only wood was left, which then created a campfire smell as the piano continued it's slide down Banks St.

As soon as it was wheeled into the garage, it was accepted with praise and left to worn out melodies of junior high.

But we will learn how to play original compositions such as "Werewolves of London" by Warren Zevon.

Ohhhh Tonight!!
Gotta get down in the USAaaaa. . . da da da da da da da. . . Tonight!

Hey now everybody, I gotta get movin,
I gotta rustle me up some action,
Well I'll see you all later-well Bye Bye!