Komik - Merry Christmas
It was raining at first, clouds and all that in view Bouncing all my issues, with no couch to fall back into No spouse to contact when you, feel empty and sad So I envy the fact that I've got plenty of snacks About ten million bags, and I think I sold my soul To a remote-control that keeps saying I told you so I've been here for three months just wasting my time Watching Conan O'Brien and re-runs of Days of our lives I'm doing amazingly fine! I've got my bundle of joy That makes me mongoloid while currently un-employed I want palmtrees and some sand between my toes A mansion in the Hills and perhaps Catherine Zeta Jones I'm laughing and breathing slow, I'm lost in this purple haze This world is great, when everything moves in a turtles pace Anyways, Christmas is near and on my whislist this year I hope Santa throws in alot of Rizzlas and beers..
I'm Superman! King fucking Kong! I can pick you up and throw you a million miles. I'm number one. Number fucking one. I'm number one. Number fucking one. Number one! Number one! Number one!
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