How You'll Know It's Me
-The rose I'll be clutching will have wilted from my radiating desperation.
-White shoes, white socks, white suit, white shirt, bloody nose.
-From the street, you can see the lamplight shimmer off my piercings.
-World's Greatest Grandpa t-shirt.
-Farting. Oh sweet Jesus, the farting...
-There aren't many people with a full Wiggles-themed wardrobe.
-The back of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me; the back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me.
-You like parrots? 'Cause I'm bringin' my parrot.
-Look for a 6'5", older German lady. That's my chaperon.
-Lowjack.
-White shoes, white socks, white suit, white shirt, bloody nose.
-From the street, you can see the lamplight shimmer off my piercings.
-World's Greatest Grandpa t-shirt.
-Farting. Oh sweet Jesus, the farting...
-There aren't many people with a full Wiggles-themed wardrobe.
-The back of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me; the back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me.
-You like parrots? 'Cause I'm bringin' my parrot.
-Look for a 6'5", older German lady. That's my chaperon.
-Lowjack.
posted by Clinton at 6:55 PM
5 Comments:
You're weird, man.
Yeah well, you're named after a musical instrument. What's that say about you?
Yea.
Did you come from Alabama on someone's knee or something?
that was fucking funny
-J
Aw, thanks! Jew're the best!
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