What cocksucking asshole motherfuckers. What capitalist dogs on the way to hellfire. What fuck-faces I’ll sick Scorsese on them, he’ll write “shot 7 times in the face in broad daylight,” the fuck dogs. I hate their fucking guts interrupting my jams like that, destroying vibe, carrying buzzkill in their souls, the fucks.
Oh, what angels, what caring love doves, making sure I’m okay. You still here, bro? Just checking on you, making sure you ain’t dead, OD’d lying on the carpet. Just giving you some love. Click on us and we’ll hook you up with more jams. What darling love angels, what caring fuzzy love cuddlers.
