I’m the one asking the questions here!
I am a meat popsicle
I really wanna know
Your mom.
Now tuck your shirt in and stop slouching.
I’D EAT YOU FOR BREAKFAST! With bread and butter
I’m Ronnie Pickering!
Who?
Three kids in a trenchcoat
Me? I’m nobody.
I’m a tramp, a bum, a hobo. I’m a boxcar and a jug of wine, and a straight razor, if you get too close to me.
Roamer, wanderer, nomad, vagabond, call me what you will!
I’m a slow typer, a so-so writer; been the shit ever since I was an infant in diapers. And I’mma be dope all the way to the end: from the cradle to the grave, the Pampers to the Depends.
ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?
brian
Wouldn’t you like to know?
I am Jack’s Overwhelming Sense of Inadequacy
Who, me? I’m me!
No, you’re you. I’M me
If I’m you, and you’re me, then I’m me.
Hi dad
I’m the Dude, man, so that’s what you call me!
