I dug out my old Castello sea rock pipe today, but am sitting here high and dry without any pipe tobacco to smoke for God's sake!
Sucking on fumes. What a lack of proper planning.
http://www.pipes2smoke.com/Castello.htm
As for musico, here's a uniquely female way to make one feel miserable: blame yourself. This will resonate with most men.
Eurythmics: Don't Ask Me Why
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqrw3_604_c
Miracle of miracles
Look what the night dragged in -
It's a pocket full of misery
And trouble on the wind
You spoiled the best years
Of your life
You took them all in vain
Now you think that you're forgiven
But you can't be born again
And you say
Why?
You say why?
You say why?
Don't ask me why -
I don't love you anymore
I don't think I ever did
And if you ever had
Any kind of love for me
You kept it all so well hid...
Promises sweet promises
You kept them from your mind
Like all the lost forgotten things
You never seemed to find
Like all the disappointments
You displayed upon your shelf
Now you've got no-one to turn to
You've got no-one but yourself
And you say
Why?
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WTH, let me add another Annie classic for good measure...
Eurythmics: Who's That Girl?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-5iDKWV6Chg
The language of love
Slips from my lover's tongue
Cooler than ice cream
And warmer than the sun
Dumb hearts get broken
Just like china cups
The language of love
Has left me broken on the rocks
But there's just one thing
(Just one thing)
But there's just one thing
And I really wannna know
Who's that girl
Running around with you?
Tell me
Who's that girl
Running around with you?
The language of love
Has left me stony grey
Tongue tied and twisted
At the price I've had to pay
Your careless notions
Have silenced these emotions
Look at all the foolishness
Your lover's talk has done