I do not shit myself very often
But I did today
"When I heard Wicked Got Fired"
The brown crap came out of my arse so fast I could of blamed it upon a Turkish Kepab.
I didn't bother,
Been there, seen it, done it, I clung to a lamp-post like a proper warrior and shat my fuc'king pants.
Like in all classic acid flash-back movies, THE LIGHT WAS FLICKERING, strobe-light to you people, enough strobe-light to brush my teeth, enough strobe to make out the whore I was Fuc'king beneath me.
Lights go on, Lights go off, Lights go on, Lights go off.
After what seemed like hours of this torture I awoke from my dream
I realize now it wasn;t me shafting some-one,
It was Twill Shafting me
Spit roasting me and Wicked
