Everyone11 Dec 2003

What do you know richa? I've been trying so hard to hold on for Jesus. But complete bastards keep trying to pull me off the straight and narrow by tempting me with crisps, sweets, and prostitution. I only started a major junk groove in the drug scene after I was pushed passed the funk threshold by disgustingly large quantities of peer pressure. And as any hipster knows: it's all downhill from there, baby. Nobody wants to pull me off? I'll let you be the judge of that when you finally decide to open your eyes to life on the mean streets of crazy town...