i am a happy little camper……when they sit there and talk and have a good time not hurting anybody, it can get right on my tits….but in the end they go….and i’m filled with……something akin to happiness; but not in the all encompassing ‘state’ that that particular word lends itself towards inferring…….it’s far more situation specific….i don’t know that i have the exact words required to express it…..i shall leave it up to this song…..sit back and enjoy the wild ride!!!!!

i like traffic lights

the one on youtube cuts off before the end….buffoon