Harvest and Sell

"Ho hoo, Mangos. Booya!"

Who on earth would say something like that you ask? No, it's not a hungry Brazilian, but my roomie William Wilford Thorup IV. Or Will Will 4 as I affectionately call him. Anyway, Will Will was on his computer one day while I was in the kitchen doing my homework when all of a sudden the strangest tune kept playing from his speakers. It sounded like a xylophone got hitched to a string orchestra and they were trying to make sweet harmonies together. Well, as you can see from the immaculate mental picture I just created for you, it was highly annoying. But, instead of turning to violence and hucking my cell phone at Billy Will's computer, and tried to tune it out. But it didn't work! After a few minutes I found myself tapping my foot to the notes and actually humming along with it. After the realization and the gag reflex passed, I started to sing the words out loud so that Willers could enjoy them too. The name of the song is called Harvest and Sell, and incidentally, those are the only words to it as well. So Wild Will and I started to freestyle rap to this crappy tune and had ourselves a darn tootin good time.

So, if you're ever bored out of your mind and are looking at Facebook, be sure to add the application "Farm Town" you'll not be dissapointed.

Harvest and Sell everyone!!!!!!!!!!