Since you gods know so much and care so much. Why don't you stop by at 4pm tomorrow afternoon and sit in the chair next to me. Satan sits there once a month. Since you care so much about me. Why don't you? Gods...
Oh and you 'men'. I guess you think I'm not a man, Why don't you come over and sit and tell me what you need me to do for you. Tell me your beefs against me. We'll just have a man to animal discussion. No fighting. Just sit down and tell me what's up. On your level, not mine. In your words. Okay man? (That goes for you women too). Explain to me what the problem is. I'm too stupid to know. Why don't you? Are you not straight? Are you afraid of me? A real man or woman would...
"Straight talk no jive." -Clutch