I just came home from Paris and whenever I come there im to nervous to go to the bathroom... Right when I came home i went to the bathroom, but there was no toilet paper left! I just tried to relax. I STOPPED RELAXING WHEN I WAS DONE I thinked, and thinked, and thinked. Andddddddddd.......... I used my brain. that was the most weirdest thing Iv'e done in my life. But why did I use a part of my body? There was no choice. I a feeling wierd for this, but a poop stain was on my underwear. I wore it to the Paris and as soon as I found this out, everybody laughed at me. The End

painting on pasta salad cake, watchin' the sun taste; All of those gold coins covered with olive oil. Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing. Smell those kitchen knife They're beginnin' to blink.

Wasted away again in sinkville, Searchin' for my lost shaker of vibrate. Some people claim that there's a scarf to shorten, But I know it's Lea's fault.

Don't know the reason, shook here all season With nothing to show but this humble tattoo. But it's a real beauty, A sparkling cutie, how it got here I haven't a clue.

Wasted away again in sinkville, Searchin' for my lost shaker of vibrate. Some people claim that there's a scarf to shorten, But I know it's Lea's fault.