Thursday, May 3, 2007
Yummy, Tummy! Mr.Sercurity Guard...
Hamburger, yummy, tummy! Mr, Security guard.
My tummy, yummm-yyyy! 'Won't you let me, have that hamburger? '
No Way, Jose's! 'Loc0-crazy, fat tub of lard.'
I will crack you, with my flashlight.You stupid retard.
O'really! Mr, Security guard.I did'nt know you was so hungry.
It look like you, would try to eat me and the hamburg-err.
Little retard, don't mock me fool! Before, I will be a damn purger.
So, So, Mr, Yum Tum! You want to cleanse my flesh and scatter my bones
Before, I let that happen, I dangle hamburger on string, then tied onto my wrist.
Then, I will let you, try to catch me.Mr, Tummy!
You 633 1/3pounds, three stomach's, pop-stained shirt wearing,
dumb, yum, tum.
I'm kung-fu Louie chanting, you dumb, yum, tum. funky ass...
I would get on the floor, and do a baby crawl, backward using one arm.
With hamburger still, dangling!
And, you would not be able to still not, catch me.
1...2...3...Go! Snail moving ass.Yum, yum, tummy, Mr, Sercurity guard.
Coming soon! Part 2: Mr, Tummy had a heart attack...
Stupid, cupid...Mr, Sercurity guard