They can attack me
With their words
It doesn't matter to me,
cause they don't have respect
For me nor my friends
They'll brag and offend
to their heart's content
Make us feel bad,
scare us
No longer am I puttin' up
with this butter,
I'm standin' up,
getting ready to help,
cause I'm
An Army of One
Yeah, no more of this butter-butter-
*commercial break*
Try Flabzo spreadable butter! Now in new mango flavor! Remember:
Flabzo Butter: It's really bad.
*end pointless break*
I can't go on with their craziness
It's done
No more bein' pushed around,
picked on',
I know deep inside
That these bullies
Are big, mean, Doodyfaces
Making us sad so they'll be glad to
See their ''coolness''-''coolness''
*commercial break*
New Whooshie air conditioning!
''It makes the heat change to a slightly cooler temperature, depending on the setting!''
*end pointless break*
smashboy: STOP THAT!
Salesman: What?
smashboy: I'm trying to write a goofy rap, and you throw in these terrible ads!
Salesman: Well, looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the crib! Oh, and to the readers: Buy New Snordude pillows! ''They'll let you sleep!''
smashboy: This shall never become ''hip'' if you keep interrupting it with such GIBBERISH!
Salesman: Gibber-
smashboy: Nobody likes the smelly spammer!
Salesman: Blar?
smashboy:.....
Salesman:.....
smashboy:.....
Salesman:.....
smashboy: What is this, I don't even
*this blog has been cut short due to foolish Salespeople. Sorry.*
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