02 BREE! BREE!
03 2DRUNK2DRIVE
04 BAND TEE
05 NO GAME
06 TRUE LOVE
07 KANDYLAND
08 SEX TOYZ
THEY'RE SO FUCKING CUTE AND CUDDLY I FEEL AS IF THE INSIDE OF ME IS GONNA EXPLODE IN BITS AND PIECES OF CANDY, SUGAR AND ALL KINDS OF ADORABLENESS! NO DOUBT HAVE THE SOCIAL WORKERS CLUMPED UP A GOOD FLOCK OF LUCKY ABORTION-FAILURES, AS THEY WERE OBVIOUSLY THE PRODUCTS OF PROMISCUOUS SKANKWHORE TEENAGE MOTHERS WHO EJECTED A DOZEN OF MINDLESS INFANTS AND SUBSEQUENTLY ABANDONED THEM! BUT GOSH-DARN, DO THEY EVER MAKE ME ALL WARM AND GIGGLY INSIDE! TEHEHEHEHE! I AM STILL TYPING WITH STICKY AND WET CUM-STAINED HANDS AND YET NOW AFTER WATCHING THEM, IT FEELS AS IF I HAVEN'T TOUCHED MY LOOPY COCK IN YEARS!
THEN I PROCEEDED TO BLOW A LOAD ALL OVER MY SCREEN WHERE I THEN SCRAPED EVERY BLOTS OF STAIN OFF WITH MY TONGUE WHILE GARGLING DOWN ALL MY SEMEN! I'VE BEEN TAUGHT THAT IT'S ALWAYS GOOD TO RECYCLE YOUR OWN BODILY FLUIDS!
BUT SERIOUSLY THOUGH, ISN'T THIS THE CUTEST THING YOU'VE EVER SEEN? I'VE HONESTLY SEEN MORE TESTOSTERONE-PACKED ENVIRONMENTS, LIKE MY FUCKING LOCAL DOWNTOWN NAIL SALON. ESPECIALLY THE TWO CUTE LITTLE GIRLS SINGING IN THE FRONT... EEK! I SHAMELESSLY ADMIT I'D FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF THEIR PREDEVELOPED CUNTS IF FORNICATING THIRTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLS WON'T GUARANTEE ME A VISIT FROM THE FBI. I FEEL SO WARM AND FUZZY INSIDE I WANNA GO CLUBBING IN A HIGH SCHOOL CHANGING ROOM WHERE I UNEXPECTEDLY PASS OUT DUE TO THE AGONIZING REMINISCENCE OF ABUSE, MOLESTATION AND BULLYING THAT I HAVE ONCE RECEIVED WHILE BENT OVER THE TOILET, FROM MY NASTY ASS COACH THAT LOOKED LIKE MICHAEL MOORE!
FANTASIZING ABOUT ALL THESE CUTIE-PATOOTIES THAT I WILL NEVER EVEN STEP NEAR THE VICINITY OF, IS MAKING ME NAUSEOUS AND SAD AND HOMOCIDAL. SO I DECLARE A RAPE FEST! YOU CALL IT PSYCHOPATHY, I MERELY CALL IT DOMESTICATING WOMEN FOR THE FUTURE BENEFITS OF MEN! HAHAHAHA! SHUT UP WHILE SQUATTING MY BABY OUT FOR ME BITCH! STOP FREAKING OUT WHILE I AM TRYING TO SUCCESSFULLY SHOOT MY LOAD ONTO YOUR FACE IN THE WARD! WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU WORTHLESS FEMMES? AWW IT'S OKAY YOU VISUALLY PLEASANT OBJECTS, LEAST YOU'RE PLEASING TO STARE AT.
THE LAST TIME I HEARD THIS SONG PLAYING IN THE CLUB, I QUICKLY BOOKED TO THE NEAREST PUBLIC WASHROOM AND JERKED OFF WHILE TAKING A DUMP. THIS WAS ONLY BEFORE I LEARNED THAT THERE WAS NO MORE TOILET PAPER LEFT IN THE ISLE. THIS TIME, INSTEAD OF ASKING FOR A NEW ROLL OF TOILET PAPER AND EXPRESSING WHAT A SOCIAL EMBARRASSMENT I REALLY AM, I QUICKLY RAN OUTSIDE AND POINTED MY ASS AT THE SUNLIGHT FOR TWELVE HOURS UNTIL MY ASSTUBE DRIED UP! FINALLY, AN EFFICIENT SOLUTION FOR A FREQUENT PROBLEM!
WOW, HOLY MOTHERFUCKING GOD-FORSAKENING FAGGOTS.