#1 No matter what the masticating masses say, don't let this baby raping demon from the depths of hell, posing as a human, spew his crazy-making-Satan-summoning gibberish within my "listening area".
Sure, I've never actually heard this album.
However, I don't need to shove my cranium up a cows vagina to know it's dark.
Seriously. Big Dog Daddy. Why don't you just cut off my fucking head or poison a plate of tacos, bring them to my home, leave them on my doorstep, then dock and run? Why do you have to keep doing this to us Mr. Keith?
2 comments:
whoa. you are an anger ball.
toby keith lives in my town sometimes.
Lets commit ritualistic suicide!!!!
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