I'm twenty four, I don't own a tie I don't have a job and I love to get =
high my hairline's receding, I'm getting a gut I love to jerk off and I =
love to read smut I can't beat you up, I can't run a mile I'm not Calvin =
Klein, but I gots my own style I smoke a pack a day, on a good day it's =
two but with all my faults I'm still cooler than you I can't drive a =
stick, I don't really surf my parents disowned me 'cause I'm a real jerk I =
don't really cook and I don't wash my car I can't program the timer on =
my vcr I hate doing laundry, can't stand washing a plate I haven't seen =
a girl naked since 1988 I know this sounds wrong but believe me it's =
true with all this against me I'm still cooler than you now you must =
realize I don't mean what I say but lying to myself helps me get through =
the day we are the same, we are Abbot and Lou you are as I and I are as =
you
Submitted by: Mel