Hey loser boy! You're back. How's life in that double wide trailer of yours? I can see you dining on a TV dinner consisting of salisbury steak, which I believe is raccoon meat, apple crisp and watery mashed potatoes. You then hit your outhouse, which is basically a hole in the ground, you're squatting while reading a copy of Blue Boy magazine, wishing you could be homeless on the streets of Hollywood, hustling tricks. The problem is you're so downright ugly, you couldn't get laid in a whorehouse with a fistful of 50s. Not that you've ever had $50.00 in your life. Really not so great to be you. After we once again rake in the chips on a run here, you'll be nowhere to be seen.
You'll be back at the double wide, picking sunflower seeds out of your burnt orange carpet. Thanks for playin'!