"He who dies with the most toys Wins" Etched on your face Your life of sin The story told The book now bound With wrinkled flesh and muffled sounds Of surrendered battles and untold strife To weak and frail to finish life Can't shed your skin Escape the noose Finish first You win You lose...
1) Drugs SUCK- soberiety OWNS 2) I'm fucking HAPPY 3) I now own a gun- it's a plastic gun with little plastic rubber chickens and the chickens get shot out of a catapult contraption and fly up to 15'! It is called THE CHICKEN CHUCKER (tm) I'll post a picture of it tomorrow so you know I'm not full of shit