I called Snappy a trollop yesterday.
I also called her a wanton ‘something’ (I forget what word I used).
Serenade This, Snappy!!!
You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my plastic pumps when I’m gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I’ve been
And laugh and joke about me on the blog
You can tell my arms, go back onto the phone
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won’t be reaching out for you no more
But don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your Ma I moved to Bay Ridge
You can tell your cat to bite my leg
Or tell your Husband Biff who’s fist can tell my lips
He never really liked me anyway
Oh tell your aunt Louise, tell anything you please
Myself already knows that I’m not okay
Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
CH – haha I know I saw 🙂
is it me or are the HOTDs repeating themselves? – I feel like I saw that one maybe a month ago
Hey gemini, I contributed! My post to Chosen about the stupid flying geese we made in ‘shop’ class in summer school when I was 11 or 12!
“DIBS, teach me.
Teach me how to be a floozy just like you.”
– Posted by: bayridgegirl at March 26, 2009 1:35 PM
“It takes years of prctice, BRG.”
– Posted by: daveinbedstuy at March 26, 2009 1:40 PM
And 10,000 penises later??
Geesh Guys – am trying to hold it down on the Bushwik PJ thread and all ya’ll over here talking about chocolate and $hit!
hahahaha
You called me a wanton hussy, BRG! I kinda liked that one 🙂 Ok, really, going to kill this headache with a nap now.
I just took care of it Dave! Take that! Now, about my nap….
How about “trollop”?
I called Snappy a trollop yesterday.
I also called her a wanton ‘something’ (I forget what word I used).
Serenade This, Snappy!!!
You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my plastic pumps when I’m gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I’ve been
And laugh and joke about me on the blog
You can tell my arms, go back onto the phone
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won’t be reaching out for you no more
But don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your Ma I moved to Bay Ridge
You can tell your cat to bite my leg
Or tell your Husband Biff who’s fist can tell my lips
He never really liked me anyway
Oh tell your aunt Louise, tell anything you please
Myself already knows that I’m not okay
Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think it’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
I’m gonna save some energy now. Headache. Nap time!
Snappy…I was dissin yo people over in the Starlight thread.