Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Goodnight Tweekers, It's Time To Go...

Yeah you, tweeker! You! Fuckin' tweekers! No matter where I move you are all over the place. It's like a fuckin' tweeker fungus! Don't worry, tweeker, your time is gonna come! Motherfuckers.

To the bug-eyed tweeker motherfucker parked across the street tonight:

Sorry about the plethora of bottle rockets dinging your piece-of-shit Escort tonight. Sorry about the eggs that were lobbed on your tweeker-mobile. Sorry you had to re-locate to suck on the glass dick somewhere else. Oh wait.... I'm not sorry about that. I'm not sorry about any of it. Fuckin' tweeker!

After you were run off tonight this tune came to mind with the alternate lyrics building in my brain.

Good night, tweekers it's time to go now...

I can't sing to save my life, but the next time I see you across the street I'm gonna serenade you before you get the volley of bottle-rockets and eggs. Consider yerserlf warned. I don't expect to see you here again, but when I do, I'm gonna light you up with some modified Chuck you fuckin' tweeker piece of shit!

Bonsoir, chérie, Je vous partir
Bonsoir, chérie, Je vous partir
Je vous aime, beaucoup chérie
Bonsoir, chérie, bonsoir

Adios, bitch!

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