I walked in with my **** swinging
and it got caught in the doorjamb.
I know that ***** stole my lighter,
so I tell her:
"*Empty your pouch, you ******* kangaroo *****
But all she had was a japanese napkin,
and pounds and pounds of makeup.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:07 PM UTC
I walked in with my **** swinging
and it got caught in the doorjamb.
I know that ***** stole my lighter,
so I tell her:
"*Empty your pouch, you ******* kangaroo *****
But all she had was a japanese napkin,
and pounds and pounds of makeup.
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