So Yeah, Fly is COMPLETELY Screwed

No its not, thats the one that popped in my head.
Therefore its the right song.
:anus:

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Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh she steals the show
She ain't exactly pretty
Ain't exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say she's got it all

Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doing all the things
Doing all the things you do
Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin and bone
But you give it all you got
Weighing in at nineteen stone

You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
And you're a whole lotta woman

Oh honey you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only one to turn
Only one to turn me on
All through the night time
And right around the clock
To my surprise
Rosie never stops

You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
And you're a whole lotta woman
 
when I lived with sarah I would leave the door to my room open so the kitties could come and go as they pleased. one of the cats, Bud, likes to sleep on people's heads and he would do so often. one morning I'm awoken by this strange sound and when I open my eyes I see him standing right above me, poised directly above my noggin and making these hurking noises

I immediately bug the fuck out and not a moment too soon because he then proceeds to hork all over the pillow exactly where my face had just been
 
when I lived with sarah I would leave the door to my room open so the kitties could come and go as they pleased. one of the cats, Bud, likes to sleep on people's heads and he would do so often. one morning I'm awoken by this strange sound and when I open my eyes I see him standing right above me, poised directly above my noggin and making these hurking noises

I immediately bug the fuck out and not a moment too soon because he then proceeds to hork all over the pillow exactly where my face had just been

He was giving you a fucking present you spoiled little bitch.
 
when I lived with sarah I would leave the door to my room open so the kitties could come and go as they pleased. one of the cats, Bud, likes to sleep on people's heads and he would do so often. one morning I'm awoken by this strange sound and when I open my eyes I see him standing right above me, poised directly above my noggin and making these hurking noises

I immediately bug the fuck out and not a moment too soon because he then proceeds to hork all over the pillow exactly where my face had just been

You should've double-tapped him.