knick knack attack

1. 

   Jason

   February 5, 2004 at 11:02 am

   Heh – that’s funny. Only during the past year have I been able to finally just admit that I own a lot of *crap*. I have two boxes tucked away in a closet, now… but I used to have twelve.

   I just had to resolutely set my jaw, throw away some things, give away some things, and admit to myself that I couldn’t even remember the importance of 85% of my junk anymore.

   All I kept were my teddy bear, old love letters, and photos. :)

   COMMENT:
   It strikes me that one of the most telling signs of eternal youth is the number of shot glasses you own.
2. 

   paddy-wack

   February 6, 2004 at 7:02 am

   this old man he played one
   he played knick-knack on my drum

   knick-knack-paddy-wack
   give a dog a bone
   this old man came rolling home

   this old man he played two
   he played knick-knack on my shoe
   knick-knack-paddy-wack….

   this old man he played three
   he played knick-knack on my tree

   knick-knack-paddy-wack….

   this old man he played four
   he played knick-knack on my door

   knick-knack-paddy-wack…

   this old man he played five
   he played knick-knack on my hive

   knick-knack-paddy-wack….

   this old man he played six
   he played knick-knack on my sticks

   knick-knack-paddy-wack….

   this old man he played seven
   he played knick-knack up in heaven

   knick-knack-paddy-wack…

   this old man he played eight
   he played knick-knack on my gate

   knick-knack-paddy-wack…

   this old man he played nine
   he played knick-knack on my line

   knick-knack-paddy-wack…

   this old man he played ten
   he played knick-knack one my (hen)

   knick-knack-paddy-wack…
3. 

   mischiff

   February 6, 2004 at 12:02 pm

   Holy. Now that’s a knick knack attack.

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