No, the music is not oddly satisfying. The video is, however. That doesn’t reflect well on my personality. I like watching showboaters wiping out.
It’s probably because I can’t waterski barefoot. What’s worse, I know how to waterski. Knowing how to waterski just makes it possible for me to understand how hard it is to waterski without waterskis. There’s no hope that if I try hard enough, I could waterski barefoot, too.
Way out in the Mid-West there was this fella — fella I wanna tell ya about. Fella by the name of the Carp Hunter. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. The Carp Hunter he called himself the Carp Hunter. Now, the Carp Hunter — he didn’t make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise.