Mourn It Now Man, let me tell you somethin’ — these wannabe kings out here? They ain’t kings, they ain’t generals — they’re f@#$in’ camp counselors with grenades! Yeah! Their whole master plan? Annoy the enemy. ANNOYANCE TACTICS. “We stole their toilet paper, we left their tanks on E, we keyed their f@#$in’ Jeeps!” Motherf@#$er, you ain’t Che Guevara, you’re a delinquent in ROTC! And their women? OHHHHH — their women sittin’ at home like: “Honey… are you in charge yet?!” “No baby, but I did put dog sh!t in the general’s boots!” “…If you ain’t a general by Friday, I’m f@#$in’ your brother.” That’s the level! That’s the whole family tree, rotten as f@#$. And the rejected girls? OHHHHHH, them b!tches lost their MINDS! “Hey David, you’re ugly! Hey David, you’re gay! … Hey David… call me?” B!tch, WHAT?! You can’t annoy your way into a man’s heart! That’s not flirting — that’s harassment with lip gloss! And Lucy? Lucy sees that sh!t and goes, “Delete your eyebrows, b!tch...
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