Pocky,
Oh so Pocky you are, Pocky
Pocky is you and you is Pocky
Pocky in my Pocky
You show us how to be Pocky,
Pocky

I'm going to need the uterus of an alien, the skull of a 521 year old German cow that had a near death experience with a key and a Buddhist monk and a rock the shape of Elvis's hair, that has the length of Pi.

I follow urfacism...

What's urfacism you ask?

Your face is urfacism!

Crises percipitate change...

Butane fuel, radios, belt clips, knives, a phone and a lighter in a bag, on a book...

ROCK!

Three mercs have been chasing me down. I left my .45s in the apartment. If I can make it down to the garage, I got a .50 cal that I just procured from an old army buddy of mine. Now, the only problem is getting down there.

I look at my friends as they start to ride.

Get your gats.

Cause the spirits of long forgotten Assyrian rulers trapped in cat's bodies in the hood are always hard. Come talkin that trash and we'll pull your card. Knowin' nothin in life but to be legit. Don't quote me boy I aint said shit.

You should only stop regular use when ocular bleeding occurs.

They were renegades of their time and age.

...

From a different solar system,
Many, many galaxies away!
We are the force of another creation!
A new Messerach revelation!