Pretty OK
OK, when the president comes to a local high school, you're sposed to create some sort of ruckus. This means, I gotta have more bullhorn!
When you want to make old people starve to death, like my buddy Kyle, some people would call you a sadistic fuck. But do that on a national tour to promote the idea and they'll call you the president of the yoonited states.
Don't get me wrong, W is probably the coolest dude in the world. I mean, he's got the Ipod and stuff. But the whole idea of deep-frying old people and selling them to tourists at Six Flags, black glasses and all, seems a bit nuts.
But it takes all kinds.
Sometimes you show up, expecting to have a sober rally with local peeps and jeeps. But then you get surprised and all the anarchists and commies show up and get down like their pubes are on fire.
Lotsa gettin laid at protests, i'll tell you what. Too much adrenaline and too little time. But truth be told, hangin and wangin is a deadly combo.
Chicken Rico
Everybody knows this but the pollo rico in Wheaton, MD is the best fuckin thing since crack cocaine. And I should know, bc me and the president are like two peas in a pod on a rod. Anybody seen that trick?
But then this woman comes up to us and calls us chickens for not talking about the war. Now, I've been called some things in my life, but chickens i don't take. I mean, i take them spun around on a metal rod but that's another story - a Wheaton story.
Point is, dealing with hecklers is funny and simple with a bullhorn.
My Penis
OK, it's really soft and it tastes like basket of strawberries, I swear to fucking god.
OK, when the president comes to a local high school, you're sposed to create some sort of ruckus. This means, I gotta have more bullhorn!
When you want to make old people starve to death, like my buddy Kyle, some people would call you a sadistic fuck. But do that on a national tour to promote the idea and they'll call you the president of the yoonited states.
Don't get me wrong, W is probably the coolest dude in the world. I mean, he's got the Ipod and stuff. But the whole idea of deep-frying old people and selling them to tourists at Six Flags, black glasses and all, seems a bit nuts.
But it takes all kinds.
Sometimes you show up, expecting to have a sober rally with local peeps and jeeps. But then you get surprised and all the anarchists and commies show up and get down like their pubes are on fire.
Lotsa gettin laid at protests, i'll tell you what. Too much adrenaline and too little time. But truth be told, hangin and wangin is a deadly combo.
Chicken Rico
Everybody knows this but the pollo rico in Wheaton, MD is the best fuckin thing since crack cocaine. And I should know, bc me and the president are like two peas in a pod on a rod. Anybody seen that trick?
But then this woman comes up to us and calls us chickens for not talking about the war. Now, I've been called some things in my life, but chickens i don't take. I mean, i take them spun around on a metal rod but that's another story - a Wheaton story.
Point is, dealing with hecklers is funny and simple with a bullhorn.
My Penis
OK, it's really soft and it tastes like basket of strawberries, I swear to fucking god.