Whatcho gonna do with all that junk -- all that junk inside that trunk?
Well?
Ah, so yet another semester begins. As those of us in the real world adjust to life not broken down into semesters, those of you stuck in Stauffer-Flint begin another round. Those still at the Kansan count down the days until graduation, the rest of us count down the days until retirement. At least we all have the booze ...
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I'ma get get get get you drunk. Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump. My lovely little lumps ...
You just made baby Jesus cry.
I thought it was "My lovely lady lumps."
And how sad am I for wondering about the lyrics to waht is quite possibly the worst song ever written?
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That song makes me want to shoot babies.
AD
It makes AKS want to *make* babies.
BC
Not *make* babies to make babies, but it sure makes me want to attempt the process. I drive these brothers crazy - AKS
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