Bonochick said:MK makes me wanna jitterbug
I would give that girl a hug
But I don't wanna catch anything
That she contracted in the West Wing
Sometimes I think that it was wrong
That I broke in your house to steal your thong
But I can't help the things I do
MK, I am in love with you
Or maybe I'm just hungry for some Cheetos
Tacos, nachos, and burritos
You'd look hot in a sombrero
Let's make out in Chizip's Camero
I guess you do give me lusty thoughts
So let's go do some Jell-O shots
Perhaps then you'll start to strip
And maybe...just maybe...I'll see a nip
Bonochick said:I only did it because she forced me at gunpoint.
Bonochick said:May I touch your ass?
Bonochick said:Or go for a threesome.
Bonochick said:I wrote you a little poem:
*clears thought*
Ode To Headache
Somedays I get so sad
And somedays I feel so mad
And other days I feel very bad
When I remember the love that I had
With a saucy New York lad
Who I had begun to think a cad
But now I miss him more than a tad
Oh, Headache
You make my heart ache
And my butt ache
But that might be another issue
My life is an earthquake
Without my dear Headache
This pain, I cannot take
Will you please pass a tissue?
Wait...why is it so sticky?
Is this something icky?
EWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!
I still love you
Headache
My dear, sweet Headache