Just your average "Evil" conservative
While stopping for gas yesterday in Mississippi, I looked across the street and realized where I was. I decided to leave before anyone sent me a love letter.
I can’t belive no one gets this…
Don’t you fucking look at me. Baby wants to fuck…
Then Gordon goes right up to him, ’cause he’s the Man, see?
I’ll send you a love letter. Straight through your fucking heart, man. You know what a love letter is? It’s a bullet from a fucking gun, man.
That’s a human ear, all right.
The candy-colored clown they call the Sandman.
I still doubt you remember the conversation we had about that movie Friday night over dinner at Paul’s.
Just establishing my bona fides because I failed to comment sooner.
We talked about Blue Velvet? That was too little dinner, too damned late.
I can’t belive no one gets this…
Don’t you fucking look at me. Baby wants to fuck…
Then Gordon goes right up to him, ’cause he’s the Man, see?
I’ll send you a love letter. Straight through your fucking heart, man. You know what a love letter is? It’s a bullet from a fucking gun, man.
That’s a human ear, all right.
The candy-colored clown they call the Sandman.
I still doubt you remember the conversation we had about that movie Friday night over dinner at Paul’s.
Just establishing my bona fides because I failed to comment sooner.
We talked about Blue Velvet? That was too little dinner, too damned late.