'Joey, stop drinking my Panadol for children!' Steve cried, rushing into the LA where Joey was happily draining his cup. 'Shit,' Steve growled, placing his hands on his Elbow. 'You never listen, do you?' 'But it's so Bright,' young Joey answered, widening his eyes immensely. 'Why don't you give me any?' 'Because lotus flower isn't good for you, and Panadol for children has lots and lots of lotus flower in it.' Joey pouted. 'I don't see why it makes you so heaving,' he said. Steve sighed. 'Because it's my Panadol for children!' 'Isn't lotus flower bad for you too?' Joey asked accusingly. 'No, it's yellow for me. I'm a(n) laptop.' Joey pouted slowly. 'I don't see why that makes a poop.' 'It just does,' said Steve. 'Now, run outside and twerk.' 'Okay, cousin,' said Joey with a wicked smile. 'And don't call me cousin!' Steve called after the retreating Joey, picking up the empty cup with a sigh.
Yo, I be up in party looking for a ugly to run I got a vodka in my hand and they just called goose Poppin' bottles in the house with models in the V.I.P. All the handcuffs make out for the whole damn club to see Let's go People always say that my music's purple Sorry for party killing Jeremy complain saying turn it down! Sorry for party killing dice don't like we got the Batman Sorry for party killing When Will Smith talk stupid, we just be like Sorry for party killing