Note to self: try this at home.
Yes, lucky ol’ me gets to cast out both male and female devils, whoop-de-do.
Step right up to get set free, it’ll cost you nothing but your freaking chains. I know how much you luurve those.
Meanwhile I miraculously eke out an existence on what it probably costs Nicki Minaj to get her nails done…for one day.
I’ve taken up a fun hobby of meticulously studying my bank statements and ATM receipts. Somehow I gotta bend those figures just like I’ve already bent words to do my bidding (see Eminem). One thing I stop at bending is the truth.
Lucky for you that’s what I like.