If You Like My Bottie…and You Think I’m Sexy’

 

My  blog isn’t written by me anymore.

Like everything else… it’s now been taken over by a bot. A Blog-bot.

Everything that’s sold these days can be bought and delivered by a bot. Nothing but bots.

We don’t need to talk, listen or transact with one another anymore. All we need is some new bot.

Like my friend Ian – the inventor and creator of Rosterbot. He made a great bot for Sports team and Activity groups.

Well, it’s Friday. I’m just going to  turn on our Trucking Software bot and have it run the business while I put my feet up on the desk… and listen to Rod Stewart’s Greatest Hits on my Music bot.

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Swamper, Swamper……….

He sits alone waiting in his office

He’s so nervous having all these questions

His wit is dry, but his head is really pounding

Don’t you just know exactly what he’s thinking

 

If you want my bottie, and you think I’m sexy

Come on Swamper, let me know

If you really need me just reach out and touch me

Come on Lumper tell me so

Tell me so buddy

 

He’s acting CEO, looking for some answers

Come on Swamper, let’s spend the day together

Now hold on a minute before we drive much further

Give me a dime, so I can tell  some others

They ride the seats in  his private suite compartment

At last he can tell him exactly what his plan meant

 

If you want my bottie, and you think I’m sexy

Come on Swamper tell me so

If you really need me just reach out and touch me

C’mon Swamper let me know

 

His heads beatin’ like a drum

At last he’s got this quarter home

Relax Swamper, now we’re on our own

 

He wakes at 4, cause his sales team is chirpin’

Two Lone Rangers, but that ain’t what they’re thinking

Outside he’s old, frosty and he’s crazy

They got each other, neither one’s explainin’

He says, I’m sorry, but I’m need some milk for my coffee

Never mind Swamper, we can catch the early movie

 

If you want my bottie, and you think I’m sexy

Come on Swamper tell me so

If you really need me just reach out and touch me

C’mon Swamper let me know…

 

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“Mr. Pratt………Mr. Pratt……….Murray……….Murray……..”

“Huh…wha? Um… oh… what’s this? Oh… hi Randy”

“Sorry to bother you… but you know its 7pm… you were asleep in your chair… and I am trying to clean up your office”

“Oh..oh…….that’s good. Thanks for letting me know. That was just a weird dream. Working too hard I guess. I was just about kick this soccer ball off the stage…….and ………..and……….well……..it’s just time to go home I guess.”