Hell. I will then!! Somebody baste my baby ribs or something!!!
don't let them see your soy sauce
I think I'm laughing, but I can't see it!
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Hell. I will then!! Somebody baste my baby ribs or something!!!
don't let them see your soy sauce
I think I'm laughing, but I can't see it!
You'd need a Master Baster for that!
they better not fork my soy sauce that's one of my favorite drinksI can see it!
I've got one of those! It, I mean, the neighbor has. Someone he lets me have it.
mine too, nothing is sacred anymoreI can't thunk straight
My neighbor has a window I get to stare in.
those provocateurs out there are doing a fine job of making things worse for everyoneI thunk about junk and act like a punk.
Sometimes I think everyone has a window that I just stare in.
*There's no end to it. They think it's great. So much attention for us...ahem, yeah.*I only act like a punk when I'm double dunk dippin, my heart trip trip trippin as I'm rip rip rippin at the walls of my cage.
Can't contain my rage.
Fool
Bad Windows. Bad places.
its funny that, I see so few things I would be glad to say some for meI stopped the wine when it poured out blood red. Made me think of things I'd rather do instead, starting with numbers, ending with gun, pull out my Glock load a bullet just one.
I don't have a glock
Bad to the bone. Buh buh buh baaaaad like your sheep.
I didn't waste my time writing that essay about fours though. Seemed to put a stop to that shit pretty fast. I'll take the blameI don't want to set the world on fire. Wanted life to be on roll. Instead I got a flat tire. I could sing about it but I'd rather hire a choir.