Clinton is the man! No rivals, man!!!

George Clinton, that is. Parliament of Funk. Listening to greatest hits album right now–funky, funky, funky. I’m thinking of changing my handle from Doghouse Reilly to Atomic Dog.

Why must I feel like that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin’ but the dog in me.


Now I be the big-nose rappin’ man/Funkin’ 'em up with brother George 'cause I can . . .

Bill can blow a funky sax, too.

Who?