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I Really, Really Do

I love you more than a fat chick loves crinkle fries dipped in ranch dressin'.


I love you more than EMO boys love girl pants.


I love you more than all the illegals love comin' here and havin' anchor babies.


I love you more than flies love poo.


I love you more than a meth addict loves pickin' at their skin.


I love you more than that girl takin' my order at McDonald's loves suckin' her teeth.


I love you more than an epileptic loves a helmet.


I love you more than Little Vin loves lickin' on Bruiser's lipstick.


I love you more than a cheap hooker loves the morning after pill.


I love you more than a hipster loves their white fake Ray Ban's and beat up Chuck T's.


I love you more than white people love throwin' 80's themed parties.


I love you more than a virgin in denial loves talkin' about their STD.


I love you more than most people love actin' like they give a crap about homeless people.


I love you more than a hypochondriac loves goin' to the doctor.


I love you more than a biker loves his "the bitch fell off" shirt.


I love you more than all the people in E. Atlanta love PBR.


I do, I really, really do.....

Comments

From the O-Zone said…
More than a fly loves poo? Now that's what I call love.
Sally-Sal said…
Aw...French fries sound fucking delicious, bee tee dub.
Yes O-Zone, even more than a flies love poo!
but have you ever had french fries dipped in ranch dressing Sally??? Try that shit! Mmmmm.....
Thanks Jenn! He thought so too!
Tori said…
You should turn this into a friggin' Hallmark card.

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