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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 drinks

I 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 anymore

I 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 everyone

I 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 me

I 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