Adapt or Die.

Cannot wait to listen to this in the gym and pretend I'm on the run from German skinheads and CIA agents.

So.

Fucking.

Good.

Want.

Sex on legs.

She doesn't need Paris.

The one naked dream I have I'm owning it.

I'm pissed off about something and walking angrily around the house. Enter bedroom of male housemate, snatch clothes off the bed. Exit bedroom.

Housemate from room: Were you just naked?

Me: I don't care.

Familial obligations.

You can incept me anytime, sir.

She don't want a sweetheart.

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