A catchy little tune from Riley Armstrong that solidifies
his standing in the nerd community!
Some men like to hang out at Home Depot or Lowes, you
can tell the type…they loiter in the lumber aisle, noses in the air,
huffing the heavy scent of freshly cut pressure treated wood.
They drool like lawn sprinklers, not because they have reached
a state of You Can Do It, We Can Help nirvana but because the
arsenic and other toxins used in the making of that stuff have
lowered their IQ levels to that of a Rhesus Monkey.
Not Riley, he’ll take a couple hits off his Sharpie and write
interesting songs like this one.
I’ll bet his swivel chair has a seat belt…