IdolWarship
Legions Of Burger King
i second that
i'm thinking that i want to go wake my woman up and nail her in the butt.
and i'm thinking about next monday when i get paid, what exactly we need, and don't need.
need: xbox360. i'm sick of playing big kahuna reef and my little pony on this comp. i need some real games. i want my godamn NES system from back home too. i love old school video games.
don't need: food for the kids.
need: a nice riding lawnmower. one that can chase down a rabbit and sling it's bloody bits 50 feet in all directions.
don't need: shoes for the kids.
need: a big huge bottle of VSOP hennessy. one that i can guzzle and get violent enough to go start shit with the lumberjack dyke bitches that infest this area. one that i can guzzle and sick my wolf on the stupid wigger fucks and their pussy imbred pitbulls. one that i can guzzle and blast my shotgun in the air while b-b-qing.
don't need: pay the water bill. there is a perfectly good stream on our property, infested with rattlesnakes and leeches that will serve just fine for them. i, on the other hand, can shower at the YMCA, and work out and flex my muscles, and flirt with the 17 year old lifeguard chicks.
need: new fishing poles. one for each hand and foot. a new tackle box, stocked with 10 dollar lures, and solid gold fishing weights. pure silkworm fishing line. bald eagle intestines for bait. hired scuba divers to place 25 pound lunkers on my line. black midget slaves to beat while they reel them in for me.
don't need: to keep thinking like this! it's very tempting.
but fuck that, i am getting an xbox360. and dead rising. and gears of war. i will chop off her head if she says anything!
i'm thinking that i want to go wake my woman up and nail her in the butt.
and i'm thinking about next monday when i get paid, what exactly we need, and don't need.
need: xbox360. i'm sick of playing big kahuna reef and my little pony on this comp. i need some real games. i want my godamn NES system from back home too. i love old school video games.
don't need: food for the kids.
need: a nice riding lawnmower. one that can chase down a rabbit and sling it's bloody bits 50 feet in all directions.
don't need: shoes for the kids.
need: a big huge bottle of VSOP hennessy. one that i can guzzle and get violent enough to go start shit with the lumberjack dyke bitches that infest this area. one that i can guzzle and sick my wolf on the stupid wigger fucks and their pussy imbred pitbulls. one that i can guzzle and blast my shotgun in the air while b-b-qing.
don't need: pay the water bill. there is a perfectly good stream on our property, infested with rattlesnakes and leeches that will serve just fine for them. i, on the other hand, can shower at the YMCA, and work out and flex my muscles, and flirt with the 17 year old lifeguard chicks.
need: new fishing poles. one for each hand and foot. a new tackle box, stocked with 10 dollar lures, and solid gold fishing weights. pure silkworm fishing line. bald eagle intestines for bait. hired scuba divers to place 25 pound lunkers on my line. black midget slaves to beat while they reel them in for me.
don't need: to keep thinking like this! it's very tempting.
but fuck that, i am getting an xbox360. and dead rising. and gears of war. i will chop off her head if she says anything!