Say something with f--k in it.
I suppose it was punk.
Caleb Casablanca would totally autograph that half's boob.
It was just a sudden, unexpected kiss
I've had my share of wins... with the ladies.
I'm working it off in chores.
The Philadelphia gig.
I just want b--ch and d--kbag to know it's all their faults.
You hafta admit, she is one foxy lady!
I didn't wanna get turned into a zombie, but here we are.
Check for fingerprints.
I'm gonna need to repopulate, you figure.
Dear b--ch. I'm out of here.
I just don't like hanging around with musicians.
I think they should just lock her up in a kennel.
I know something's going on behind my back.
The State College gig.
Sometimes people try to f--k with you.
You're magically terrible at this.
I dangle something colorful in front of her face.
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