Blizzard, Part Two

..I ran the rice sock under some cold water, and it sizzled. I took it outside and cut it open and dumped out the now brown rice, and saw about a hundred fried maggots, and just about lost my lunch. I will never look at rice or my rice socks the same way ever again. I also noticed that the new price tag song sounds like about six other songs out right now, but all mixed together. Music has really lost its originality over the years. I can't pinpoint the names of the songs right now, but I'll write them eventually. But my fingers are getting tired from this small keyboard, so I'm gonna peace out for now.