Feel joyful baby. Worms in the caribbean, Worms in China, Worms all over the world. Worms are transcendental. Please sing this in the same tune as Bobby Valentino’s Slow Down: Slow down, I just wanna get to know you. But don't worm around, 'Cause that pretty worm thing looks good to me. Slow down, never seen anything so lovely, Now worm around, And bless me with your beauty, cutie. Wormie. I couldn’t tell you why this song popped into my head when I thought of worms and how they are all over the world. Or is it more of a Ludacris ting: are the worms pimpin’ all over the world? They could be. But they don’t really care for the fancy cars, the women and the caviar. They care for the mud.
(Eel Nats) My brother always ended up on the mountain that was on the right, and he always had the perfect strategy to blow my ass to bits. But he was like twenty or something and I was seven so allow me for being bad at a video game. I didn’t play video games from when I was ten up until twenty five because of my brothers. They wouldn’t ever let me play on their playstation because “I keep wiping my bum with the disks.” I’m cracking up as I write this, I was so offended like.