Don’t Me Me Come Back There
“Word gets around quick. What the hell is going on?”
Everybody dosed Katy Perry and her third eye opened and now she’s a Grateful Dead.
“Which one’s that? The blonde with the legs that the new kid banged?”
No, the brunette with the boobs that the new kid banged.
“Jesus, man. Can’t you do something about this?”
No one asks my opinion on anything.
What are you doing?
“Talking to Al Roker.”