♫ Come here rude boy, boy, can you get it up? Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?♫ – I still have trouble believing he is who she was singing to.
I guess the bride of Frankenstein stayed in that lightning storm a tad too long.
Is that a robe, a dress, or some sort of karate outfit? I mean, either way it’s not going to end well for you. I just like to get my facts straight before I call you out.
If you would like a visual reference as to what you’ve done right with that entire get-up, please look at an old shoebox filled with dog sh*t.