ok I was sitting on the corner of fifth and main, in front of a porrtipotty after a couple beers. I had been waiting for my good friend of the mafia to give me my happy pills when I decided
I'm gonna run for president!!!!!
but the problem is, I can't get into the whitehouse because I got a restraint order for threating the presidents dog with a plunger
then I got a DUI when I wasn't even driving, I was actually running around saying cho cho! I was riding an imaginary train while under the influence. GOD WHY CAN"T PEOPLE GET IT RIGHT!
The United Psychos of Gaia
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