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When I guy wakes up and has a morning boner
Ah, what a beautiful morning. Oh look, the Lion has awoken from his den.
October 17 is national give your boyfriend his boxers back day, so give them back.
Babe, it’s national give your boyfriend his boxers back day, so here are your boxers
Or pushing a guy’s cab. Euphemism for gay sex.
Yeah, he got left at the bar and we were hitting it off, so y’know. I helped push his cab.
Don't ya hide away from the
Bad things coming to you,
Don't ya hide your face from
The things that don't ring true,
Good times, bad times, that may be so,
You're just part of the game
And they never stop letting you know
But we hold the key to the future game,
We live in hope,
She'll stay the same,
Hold on there just a little longer,
Ooh baby, good times, bad times.
Ah ah ah ah, to the devil his due
Ah ah ah ah, to the devil his due
Ah ah ah ah, to the devil his due
You stay good baby
And don't you get bad at all,
And I might tell you now
What I see in my crystal ball,
Good times, bad times, coming your way,
Ooh now watch out baby,
The devil's gonna have his day
But we hold the key to the future game,
We live in hope,
She'll stay the same,
Hold on there just a little longer,
Ooh baby, good times, bad times.
Ah ah ah ah, to the devil his due
Ah ah ah ah, to the devil his due
Ah ah ah ah, to the devil his due
To the devil, his due
To the devil, his due
To the devil, his due
To the devil, his due
same as My two cents, a inconsequential opinion often to show humility, but can also be used as an irony
If my friend is allowed to give his two cents in, your expert analysis hides the reality.
Hym "But is his cock fat though? It either is or it isn't. You're being evasive and it lends credence to the claim that it's fat cocks. There's an inverse correlation between height and fat-cock so he WOULD, in fact, have an unfair advantage finding partners and it would explain the confidence BECAUSE you're selecting for fat-cock. You list every preferentially selected for trait... Except 1... And then generate a fairytale where the core message is 'Well it isn't the fat-cock but it's the magical pixie on his shoulder' and the viewer sits there and thinks 'Oh! Well it makes so much sense! I don't need fat-cock! I just need to find one of these magic pixies!' And reality shifts further away from truth and inch deeper and deeper into pretend land."
A complete piece of shit just like his low life dad was. Popping pills and beating girls. Smokin that blunt trying to fade his problems away. No job. No money. No where to live. Just bitches on the side. Shitty inspiration no motivation for college. You think music is your way out but you haven't moved 2 feet. You have to be on your feet to move first. Debt collection is on their way after that pos pfc who popped on a piss test and got the boot.
He is a piece of shit just like his father.