I got into a hideous car wreck ( I should write a song about it, or something) and wasn't wearing my seatbelt and walked away from it, unscratched. The 5-0 said "It's a good thing you were wearing your seatbelt, son. You'd be toast otherwise". I made up some b.s. about how I always wear my seatbelt, blah, blah, blah, Hence, the coffin nail ("You're tough as a coffin nail"). The whole jacket thing is just my rollercoaster ride with my bitches, yo. But, I'm tough as a coffin nail, right? So, I suppose they don't really matter. Or at least I keep telling myself that.
Oh! I hate Rosie O'Donald too. Clay Aiken should kill her, in a ninja-like manner.
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Oh! I hate Rosie O'Donald too. Clay Aiken should kill her, in a ninja-like manner.
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