What’s Good Nadal?
What’s good Nadal?
I hear you’re in New York now
and that the US Open’s through with you
Have you heard the new Rob Thomas album yet?
Did you just spend the entire day eating pizza?
You should head down to Central Park
I once saw a turtle there the size of a Big Wheel
I once stood in front of the David Letterman sign
in front of the Ed Sullivan Theater with a woman
who loved me
I can’t remember because I don’t give a shit
were you ever on that show?
Do you plan on sharing the story of your brand new recent loss
with Stephan Colbert anytime soon?
Do you know how much weed that one kid
in the Final Destination franchise has in his pockets right now?
You sound upset to me
Do you have rhetorical change for a quarter?
What’s your favorite sun flower?
Mine’s the Helianthus
No I didn’t have to look that up!
but I did right now
a few minutes ago
I just peed in the kitchen sink
because there’s nobody around
to tell me not too
If you could pee in anything without getting shit for it
what would that thing that you pee into be?
Don’t answer that
I don’t want to know
Are you listening?!
Does your balogna really have a first name or not?
Mine’s got 97 nicknames
but a specific style of luncheon meat’s not one
I feel bad about myself for writing that last line
but not bad enough to erase it
That’s what it’s like being me
Is that what it’s like being you
I’d think it probably would be
But what do I know?
I’ve never liked you
but I don’t like the dude who beat
you, maybe, even more
which has me thinking
Do I have to start rooting for you now?
Because I know we’ve had our problems
and I really don’t want to do it
but if you keep losing like this to that guy
I feel like I’m going to start rooting for you
as in: Oh well
life is weird
Can I call you Nadal?
Can anything save everything?
Can you tell me what’s good?
*Donnie Darko, ya’ll