I can't not say the word random without thinking of the Hippopopotomus and the Rhymenasourus....your cool if you know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, here are few of some random thoughts I've had lately:
The double take...either your hot or you look weird.
Twizzlers....taste like chapstick I ate as a kid.
One size fits all tights don't actually fit all...unless your 5 feet tall or you enjoy when the crotch sags to mid-thigh like when you were 6.
Pants with stuff written on the butt are lame...it forces you to look at an ugly ass or a vain one.
Twizzlers forever...down with red vines!!!!
ReplyDeleteDown with your face! You must like to eat plastic cause that's Twizzlers are made of!
ReplyDeleteOh come on, Red Vines look, feel, and taste like that stuff that they put on the floors at the gym under the weight machines!
ReplyDeletemy rhymes are so potent that in that small segment i made all of the ladies in the first two rows pregnant. yeah, sometimes my lyrics are sexist, but you lovely bitches'n'hoes should know i'm tryin to correct this.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I eat Twizzlers and Red Vines! But not chocolate Twizzlers 'cause that is just sick! But they do earn me a free place to stay in Mexico City if I take a few packages for Quecho and Tatiana.
I would rather look at a vain ass if I had to choose though.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I say down with licorice completely. I've had enough, and I'm putting my foot down once and for all. There isn't a licorice in this world that is worth my time.