Wednesday, October 05, 2005

 

THERE REALLY ISNT ANYTHING YOU CAN DO IF I BUST A MOVE AT THE MOVIE THEATER

POPCORN BUCKET HELMET? CHECK.

MOUTHFUL OF HOT TAMALES? CHECK.

RED VINE POM POMS? CHECK.

OH I’M SORRY, AM I IN YOUR WAY? SHUT IT, OPIE.

I’M JUST STARTING TO CATCH MY RHYTHYM.

GO COWER NEXT TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND WHILE I MOONWALK DOWN THE AISLE TO MY SEAT, SETTLING BACK IN WITH MY WICKED ROBOT.


MRH,
CLAP MOTHERFUCKER

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