Sonora - say no to a boring life

When my lazyness turns into pure boredom. Starting a fight with the king of my castle, to get a little tizzy without leaving the holy couch, where I'm used to worship the motionlessness of my body. long yawning. Tried every programm on telly. All days seem to be the same. I just don't know what to do with myself. So move your ass, little bore!
I'm getting up, heading for the shop where I 'say no to a boring life' turn left on the crossroad and I'm getting myself some 'Stupid Ice Tea', cracking up a little at 'hang ten', trying to cover my tracks in the 'Mist Of DREAMS',... sneaking carefully 'Fever Never Recover' pfff... that was pretty close, uh look finally a fingerpost to 'Go Why Town', I'm looking for the direction to that place ever since! So excited, but... at the end of the road somebody hands me a 'Lactic Acid Drink'. I'm puzzeled. this can really contains answers, I asked myself while I'm drinking it. Why is there this french tennis dude on it? uh-oh. 'let's we creation a new fashion sense begins...' - "Eh, well you think this is really a good idea?" - 'I'm as tall as five apples.' - "Ok, whatever" Putting on my 'This Northwest SEXY Irresistible Agitation'-Cap. I'm turning around, heading back to town. I think I'm down to '100% doggy mind' right now. Feelin' a kind of cold. I have to close my 'Che in Wonderland' Hootie (not in the picture). Walking back home. Streching my arms. And "Damn, it happend again." Sun is already dawning. "Why you never can get home on time? What about getting up tomorrow on time, eh? And tomorrow/today was supposed to be washing day...and what about poor polar bear, I thought you wanted to ..." ...ja, ja. - "I'm already asleep, I can't hear you."