I bet this kid’s dad played replacement kicker on his highschool football team and currently enjoys sex with the lights off while he wheezes and makes a painful face above his wife who has never and will never open her eyes. Also, Roosevelt would slap the taste out of this child’s mouth.
I like to think this lady finished her interview and then noticed that the reporter had a foot long wang hanging out by her thigh the entire time. I mean, I don’t “like” to think that, it just arouses me. Upsets me. I don’t like trannies.
Usually I’m not a “this is so bad you have to see it” kind of guy because bad things are generally best unexperienced. But damn, this is so bad I don’t have the vocabulary to really explain to you how bad it is unless you watch it. I could say this song is worse than kiss-swapping half chewed egg salad with your grandmother, but that will not give you any insight into the atrocity that is the lyrical equivalent of spackling your own ass shut before going on a taco Bell binge with $200 dedicated to burritos alone.