Cursing and swearing is the cool language of cake
and chinos with loafers and no socks
They left the centibillionaire’s island
with hand-foot-and-mouth disease and a broken ankle
all of which he could afford
When it is my turn to speak I will say I should sell sneakers or Bibles or real estate
It’s laziness that prevents me from making real money
It won’t matter anyway
because soon we’ll be part of the centibillionaire’s soul
stuck in a prism like the bad guys in Superman 2
Where in your body do you think you laugh first
in your wealthiest part
The best kind of distraction is bodily distraction which is focus
Dang, you just gave me some serious Miami flashbacks! ” chinos with loafers and no socks”
Cake! Oh my goodness- like a magic trick.
And the smush prism. I think they call It the phantom zone. The prisoners must have gotten so seasick.
I would totally puke in that prism!!