Rockin' Robin!

Listen up, Nerds!
I'm still in the process of figuring out "Mobile Blogging" so I got a Twitter account. -listensugar-You should follow it immediately, as I'm able to update a lot more with information that will help you lose that spare tire while gaining insight into today's investment trends. Jay Kay! C'mon though, it'll be fun.
Twit me like you mean it!!!

Turn that crap down! What? Speak up!

Old People.
There might seem to be no feasibly effective way to communicate with them.
They can't hear music, it's all too loud. They can't hear you talking, it's not loud enough.
So what's the solution, you ask? How can I remind Great Aunt Myrtle that the pants go the outside and the underwear inside without screaming my head off? Again?
RAP IT. I know it seems obvious, but the only way you're going to get dear old Myrt's attention for sure is to hip hop it and give it a little flava. You're just going to have to break off from the standard formula of lyrics, as follows:
WE WENT TO THE DANCE CLUB
WE SAW A GIRL THERE
SHE HAD A BIG BUTT
SHE WASN'T VERY TALL
IN FACT, HER NICKNAME WAS "SHORTY"
THIS PRETTY MUCH DESCRIBES ALL OF THE GIRLS WE SAW AT THIS PLACE
WE BOUGHT THINGS
MANY OF THESE THINGS CAME FROM EUROPE
SHORTY ALSO HAD LARGE BREASTS
WE ENJOYED THAT