I'm going to tell you something right now: I thought that head-butt was the shit. I loved it. That foo betta reck-uh-nyze that you don't talk shit about nobody mama. And if you do, and if you talk shit about the mama of someone whose first AND last names begin with the letter Z, well you just bought yo self a first class ticket to like the 48th level of hell, b'yotch! "Here's my forehead. EAT IT!"
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