So I met a guy today ...

I, met a boy, wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope beastie-tee, nipple rings,
New tattoos that claim that he
Was OGT,
back in '92,
from the first EP.

And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.

Well now I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,

Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.
 
Well Ami's not getting any penisfolk any time soon, so take the chance while it's there Channy :rage:!
 
I am her cockblock.

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So it's perfectly fine for you to have a few penisfolk on the go, but I can't look, Channy? :ahmed:
 
Shut yer mouth Jerome.
I'm quitting the band, and reforming Busted.
 
I don't care. Do you really think travel agent chick is going to watch an australian, A Mexican and you on stage in your shithouse band? No.
She's going to watching me and Busted.
 
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