Sexcuse me!. But what good is all the violence in the world. Unless it is tempered with limiteless sex?. Bring on the limitless sex objects. And allow me, sexecutioner (genius).
Ah, all right. . Well we've got no choice. All the girls and boys. Makin' all that noise. 'Cause they found new toys. . Well we can't salute you. Can't find a flag.
Barnyard Stomp. All the animals. Barnyard Stomp. All the animals. Barnyard Stomp. all the animals and you. . Barnyard Stomp. All the animals. Barnyard Stomp.
Dear Oderus Urungus. Hey man, do you remember me ?. I remember you. I was the guy with the grizzled face and the lousy weed. And the really bad tattoo.
Ah, all right. . Well we've got no choice. All the girls and boys. Makin' all that noise. 'Cause they found new toys. . Well we can't salute you. Can't find a flag.
He was a boy - he was a fine child. He had the leather boots. and the riding crop. in Jerusalem. Oh Sammy. My hap flap slappy clam ma'am. We've come. To take you home.
I met her at a donkey show. She was minutes past thirteen.. Sucking on a cherry yoo-hoo. Reading "Nugget" magazine.. Cum splattered tube-top. Scrawny pre-pube tits..
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Mount up, rip torn. Launch beast, reborn. . Torture, release the flies. Your karma is the stench of a thousand whore's thighs. My wrath has? emerged from it's bottomless pit.
To die, perchance to sin, that's the rub. For in that sleep of sin, what, what kingdom may come?. What of the limitless sex and violence in the wake of RagNaRok.
Into the valley we go. To bliss, the witch, she's sucking. Ultimate power, life's suck zonk zone. Stands over you, squat launching you. . Wah. . Humans squirm, stomachs churning.
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We fall upon you. Prepare to meet your fate. Mankind is an insect. We must exterminate. . Final solution. A global genocide. So shall we conquer. So shall you die.
Pre-skool prostitute. Pre-skool prostitute. Pre-skool prostitute. Pre-skool prostitute. Pre-skool prostitute. . I saw a friend just the other day. He didn't have too much to say.
This is the story of Poor Ole Tom. . He wakes encrusted in vomit. He sobs, his bowels release. His face is painted like a clown. His face contorts in agony.
Little Flopsy flaps around. He flaps on up and flaps on down. He's just a flippy, flappy, happy. Slappy kind of crappy clown, yeah. . Come on, man, flap Flopsy flap.
They won't talk but still they say. You kill for kicks, you got bills to pay. Well, baby I got bills to pay. Don't make me act that way?. Don't make me, don't make me, don't make me.
You say that you want some pepperoni I'll give you a fistful of my pepperoni You say that you want some ramajama I said I'd treat'cha If I meet'cha in the bathroom In..
Penile Drip. You gotta love it when the blisters spread all over your hands. The Penile Drip. You gotta love it when the blisters come up all over your hands.
They attack!. They attack!. They are on a rampage. Unleashed from ancient time. Stumbling from the ice age. marching side by side. Beaks of steel are flaming.