Sans Souci

Morning. Wake up and smell all the breakfast foods that are an offer. But no one prepared us for what's on the menu. I've never seen this before. If this is the breakfast of champion. I don't wanna be an athlete. Cooking with balls, who would of thou

You can try holding up a payroll with your pants around your ankles, And a darkened plastic bag over your head, Tied on real tightly. Put sugar in the gas tank of your flat-tired getaway car, With an amputated arsehole at the wheel. You can't tell me