Jesus Fucking Creased! How dare I, the Queen of drama post my beautiful creases for the world to see? Would they consider this post popalipstic dexterity, and wonder why that fucking bitch is leaning on me? Will they buy my magazine and masturbate on my attention plea? I hope so; Lord, as I place another delicious Mentos upon my tongue, and scream at my assistant "I wanted fucking BOTTLED HIMALAYAN WATER!!! You New Jersey Cunt Smear... What are you from a broken family, and out here snorting your stipend?" Then I skip back to my trailer and smoke crack 'till the fucking wheels fall off With a line of prostitutes around the corner, and Gary Busey checking for weapons I'm putting the 'Oh' back in Mike Ovitz Next week, I might buy a Hummer and get hummed all day in it While humming my own music? I'll make that shit bannana yellow wear my pants around my ankles and ultimately win some award for going away. Now tell me what I want to hear, until my face eats your face and we fuck each other stupid in a spinning class on Melrose.