The Outdoor Type

Oh my word.
This is for Kimbo. Shout Out! 

I am pretty sure I have written about this before. How I tricked K into thinking I liked to camp while we were dating. Yeah, I went once or twice with a group of friends in college. Because if I didn't go, who would I hang out with all weekend? All my friends were are into it. So I tagged along. With my makeup bag and favorite pillow and cute blanket. and 6 outfits.  I was probably the quiet one {for once} because all I wanted to do was to go home. Anyway, a friend of mine posted this link on Facebook and it spoke to me:

Did I write this song? 

If you aren't into watching the video and having a listen, {you should, it's a rad tune} here are the lyrics:

always had a roof above me 

always paid the rent

but I've never set foot inside a tent

can't build a fire to save my life

i lied about being the outdoor type

i've never slept out underneath the stars,

the closest that i came to that was one time my car

broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night

i lied about being the outdoor type.

too scared to let you know 
you knew what you were looking for

i lied until I fit the bill
god bless the great indoors

i lied about being the outdoor type

i've never owned a sleeping bag
never rode a mountain bike

i can't go away with you on a rock climbing weekend

what if somethings on tv and its never shown again

its just as well i'm not invited i'm afraid of heights

i lied about being the outdoor type

Never learned to swim can't grow a beard or even fight

I lied about being the outdoor type

When I let K have a listen, he said, "Well, you never outright lied. You just witheld information." 

Love that silver-lining man of mine. 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff