How the HELL did Boondock Saints 2 come out & I didn’t hear about it?!?!? Must. Go.
Looking for a recreational therapist? I can sit for the exam, I just need a job!
Sitting in Ragsdales with @Morganism82, listening to Richard Marx & then THE ORIGINAL Electric Avenue!? Fuck yeah! #80smusicrocksmyshit
A Captain Ron original
chorus: Fuck you, you fuckin’ fucks! You fucked up my floors.
Fuck you, you fuckin’ fucks! You money grubbin’ whores.
Fuck you, you fuckin’ fucks! I hope you fuckin’ die.
Fuck you, you fuckin’ fucks! Stick a needle in your eye.
Fuck you, you fuckin’ fucks! You fuckin’ fucks!
verse 1: I let you rent my place for cheap because you needed to.
I even let you pay rent late. That’s not what landlords do!
You had 3 dogs, I didn’t care. I didn’t say a word.
Then, you sue for your deposit? Fuck you! Go eat a turd!
(chorus)
verse 2: I only rented to you ‘cause of who you were friends with.
You landlords: listen up! Don’t you rent to this pair of shit!
They’ll wreck your floors, they’ll trash your yard, and then want money back.
If I had it my way, you’d be tied up in a sack (drowning).
(chorus)
verse 3: You asked me for your money back, I thought you might be high.
You served me papers, while at work? I thought, “Oh, Lordy. Why?”
I thought the law was on my side but, oh how I was wrong.
So, take my cash, you fuckin’ fucks and you can take this song (too)!
(chorus)
end
One break down. Just a few hours til my next break, then done for the day.
Writing a song about my financial woes, Tone Def All-Star style.
“Thanksgiving”? Not this year. Maybe next year I’ll be thankful.
Visual voicemail RESTORED!
This pretty much sums up my day. http://moby.to/gsj2pk
Mousetrap: , Mouse: .
I, too, am not a “Holla back girl”.
So stressed. Must. Find. Xanax.
I need money. Give me money.
n’t make you smart. I have a smart phone, for example.
