If my ears are burnin' it's because that little poo chuckin' monkey is at his hobby; chuckin' poo...

First of all, I am like a surgeon when it comes to the chainsaw... Ya' know that hair that grows on a frog??? Well I can split one of them hairs with a chainsaw... Sho nuff can... But wait... It's even more than that... You can thrown the hair up in the air and I can split it in mid air... Sho nuff can...

I done brain surgery on my Cousin Rufus with my Stihl... He was trying to get over his addition to Chevettes... I did a tricky Chevette Addiction Reversal Surgery (C.A.R.S) on him with that Stihl chainsaw and he's kinda cured... See, that's proof that I know which end of the chainsaw is which and which ain't which...

I guess that pretty much takes care of it...

If ya'll want to believe a poor chuckin' monkey then have at it... I'd like to get the little weasel in a dark alley... Me and the Chongz could get this little situation behind us and then ya'll wouldn't have to listen to him brag about how bad he is...

Do ya'll realize that he's just another organ grinding monkey??? Yup, used to sit on some shmo's shoulder grinding a flippin' organ... Not a Rambo... More like a Dudmo...

Been nice, ya'll...

B~