A vast majority of my social media posts are fluff. Cotton candy, not to be taken too seriously, mainly as an act of self-preservation to document what I’m listening to and watching (or presenting; though it defeats that purpose since every platform has been systematically compromised to prevent independent events from getting free publicity by some members of the wealthy parasite class).

It’s a rare occasion that I pour my creative heart and soul into anything on social media that I truly believe deserves to be seen by more people than the 10-13, max, that Meta’s algorithms allow. Today’s the fourth anniversary of my favorite post I’ve ever put on Instagram, so to ensure that it’s seen by people who may actually appreciate it, here it is. The prompt for Day 3 of the Springfield Vinyl Challenge was: “Disco Stu doesn’t advertise! Post a disco music favorite or any album you like dancing to.”

This here’s a tale ’bout Ev’green Terrace /

Best Rummage sale; you can’t compare us /

People havin’ fun, but Sales don’t look good /

Cause George and Barbara bush are movin’ to the hood ///

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Okay, Flanders /

With a PA, panders /

From table to table he meanders /

Mrs. Glick walks by; you wanna low-ball her /

Cause she’s selling her candy dish for ninety dollars ///

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Shirts say the Ayatollah /

Is an assahole-uh /

Homer steals the PA and goes on a roll-uh /

Skinner bought the merch, but he will come back /

Cause he needs a fancy motor for his new tie rack///

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Hey Big Spender/

Dig this Blender/

Make the crowd shout “We surrender!”/

Sell the rhinestone jacket to some funky dude/

Who don’t like to advertise?/

Disco Stu.

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