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Monday, April 15, 2013

Angry Unicorns


Dear Casual Encounters,

We anticipate our casual encounter will result in all of you doing the walk of shame to Grandad's.  I believe some revised Mickey Avalon lyrics will say it best for the Unicorns this week:

Our kick cost a late night fee
Your kick got the HIV
Our kick plays on the double feature screen
Your kick went straight to DVD
Our kick - bigger than a bridge
Your kick look like a little kid's
Our kick - large like the Chargers, the whole team
Your kick look like you fourteen
Our kick - so hot, it's stolen
Your kick looks like Gary Coleman
Our kick - red and big
Your kick stinks like shit
Our kick is like super size
Your kick look like two fries
Our kick - more mass than the Earth
Your kick - half staff, it needs work
Our kick - been there done that
Your kick sits there with dunce cap
Our kick - V.I.P.
Your kick needs I.D.
Our kick needs no introduction
Your kick don't even function
Our kick served a whole lunch -in
Your kick - it looks like a munchkin
Our kick - size of a pumpkin
Your kick look like Macaulay Culkin
Our kick - good good lovin'
Your kick - good for nothin'
Our kick bench pressed 350
Your kick couldn't shoplift at Thrifty
Our kick - pretty damn skippy
Your kick - hungry as a hippie
Our kick don't fit down the chimney
Your kick is like a kid from the Philippines
Our kick is like an M16
Your kick - broken vending machine
Our kick parts the seas
Your kick cuts the cheese
Our kick goes to yoga
Your kick - fruit roll -up
Our kick - rumble in the jungle
Your kick got touched by your uncle
Our kick - grade -A beef
Your kick - Mayday geek
Our kick - sick and dangerous
Your kick - quick and painless
Our kick - 'nuff said.
Your kick - needs meds.


It's time that we let the world know
C.E., you gotta let your dreams go
Unicorns are the best in the business
P.S. we got kicks like Jesus

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