Drunk Lang

[RightJab]

Dropped the L, having a treble, the room is breathing, oh fuk the matinee...

[RightJab]

We approve of the lighting and colours.

[Mr Ehrmantraut]

[RightJab]

What a mess. smh...

[Rudyo]

[Rudyo]

Your lives are open wide,
The V-chip gives them sight,
All the life running through her hair,
The spiders all in tune,
The evening of the moon,
Dreams are made winding through my head,
Through my head,

[Beercules]

I got a boo boo on my ankle

[Elroy The Great]

[Beercules]

They found that boy shot up, he never got up

[Elroy The Great]

hes immune to death. zombies fear him.