I heard, through the wall, a girl screaming, like she was getting raped. Is that bad?
What's worse, that a girl could have been getting raped, or that I am so casually making light of it?
Last night, I dreamt that I was in a relationship with Lindsay Lohan. She is psychotic, and can't drive.
And yes, I had sex with her. And no, I don't find her attractive.
I really dreamt that last night. Not! As in "not lying."
Life's a bitch, and then you die. Nas told me that.
Life's really a bitch right now... can I get to the dying part?
Wait, not yet! ... Ok, now I'm ready. I had to comb my hair.
See you all on the flip side!
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