Echo

Van, Van, He's My Man. If He Can't Domeinalockedroomwithcamerasallaround, No One Can

DISCLAIMER: This blog post is from February 2007. Some feelings may have changed (i.e. increased).




As you can probably deduce, I have absolutely nothing to blog about.



Nothing.



Except, I do like Van Hunt.




Yessir.





I read that he lives in Atlanta. My G-d, if I ever saw that man in a Publix...let's just say that there would be a lot of jam to clean up on aisle six.


He is the only man who has carte blanche when it comes to all of this. Well...maybe that one guy from high school.....when I say, Whoo, chile!......I digress.




He makes my love come down:



Oh, what I'd give to be alone in that studio with him. Let me stop lying, Japanese tourists could be present. Sheeeit, I'd show them to their seats.

He makes me swoon:



Why is he walking around Paris unharassed? I'd be fighting his shadow for space, but I digress.

Fuhghetaboutit:



I never knew my life's dream until I seen this video. I know what I aspire to now...TO BE LOCKED IN A ROOM WITH VAN. Oh, is this being taped? Well, we don't want to disappoint our audience, now do we, baby?





This song makes me dance like I have no rhythm, but I LOVE it.

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