ocean calhoun
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Argh, this is so frustrating. Y'see, this is what I don't get about you bad guys.
You know the hero's gonna win, but you just don't die quickly.
Example: this one guy in New Haven, right? City's burning, people are dying left and right, yadda yadda yadda.
This jackhole rushes me with a spoon. A fricking spoon!
And I'm dying laughing, right?
So I scoop out his stupid little eyeballs with it, and his kids are all, waaahh!, and, he can't see where he's going, he's bumping in to stuff, and ah...
I don't know, maybe you had to be there. The moral is: you're a total π£πͺπ΅π€π©.
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Dead man buried in the basement (basement)
Gold-plated spinners on my spaceship (spaceship)
Sharper than the scaler that they scrape with
When you're at the dentist and they steady hatin' (what?)
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Come down to The Boiler Room (c'mon)
Take a step into The Boiler Room (that's right)
Come down to The Boiler Room (c'mon)
Take a step into The Boiler Room (that's right)
Come down to The Boiler Room (c'mon)
Take a step into The Boiler Room (that's right)
Come down to The Boiler Room (c'mon)
Take a step into The Boiler Room (that's right)
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I will pay you to kill yourself.
I've got a perfect spot all picked out for ya. You don't want to?
That's fine -- call the Hyperion Suicide Prevention Hotline, and you'll get nothing.
But if you want a huge reward, you jump off that cliff and become my πππ©ππ. Take your time.
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