I'm An F-18, Bro, And I Will

There Was This One Time In Vegas When I Took Four Victoria's Secret Models And Did One Gram Off Each Of Their Bodies Within, Like, 45 Minutes. I Declared Myself King Of Vegas And Decided To Remodel My Hotel Room With My Bare Hands To Resemble King Louis Xiv's Bedroom At Versailles. Knocked Down Two Entire Walls, And Later Had Four Knuckle Surgeries. Still Wasn't As High As Rob Ford.

Shut Your Evil Mucus-hole You Truth Terrorist. You Lose Every Time A Mirror Implodes From Your Barbed And Gristle Image.

I Just Didn't Believe I Was Like Everybody Else. I Thought I Was Unique.

It's Quite Fitting That Slash Is Getting A Star On The Very Street Axl Rose Will One Day Be Sleeping On.

I'm Not Wearing A Golden Sombrero.