Ot oh. That's the fart before the crap.
Shutup, man. I've been poopin' bricks all day. They look like mini-muffin loafs.
Music for frozen coffee-slurping suburban punks who drive to the mall in their mommy's minivans to buy Star Wars t-shirts and heavy metal key chains from Hot Topic on Sunday mornings. I'm sad that I'm crazy. I'm even sadder that you're stupid.