You ever go to the sh*t store around some sh*ty holiday and see a bunch of plastic sh*t on the shelves?
Plastic sh*t I'm telling you! SH*T!
You ever burn that plastic sh*t?
It smells like sh*t.
Where does that sh*t come from? Who buys that sh*t?
What happens to that sh*t when the sh*ty day is done?
We all know where the sh*t we eat from the sh*t store goes~
down the sh*thole...But what about plastic sh*t?
You know like styrofoam from some sh*ty restraunt,
or the cellophane on those little cookie cupcake sugar frosted sh*tpies.
OR BUTTONS!
oh ... little teeny tiny f*cking plastic BUTTONS!
You ever lose a sh*ty f*cking button?
Where do they go!?!
I'd like to know!
Because I've got ten pairs of sh*ty pants with no f*cking BUTTONS!!!
Plastic sh*t I'm telling you! SH*T!
You ever burn that plastic sh*t?
It smells like sh*t.
Where does that sh*t come from? Who buys that sh*t?
What happens to that sh*t when the sh*ty day is done?
We all know where the sh*t we eat from the sh*t store goes~
down the sh*thole...But what about plastic sh*t?
You know like styrofoam from some sh*ty restraunt,
or the cellophane on those little cookie cupcake sugar frosted sh*tpies.
OR BUTTONS!
oh ... little teeny tiny f*cking plastic BUTTONS!
You ever lose a sh*ty f*cking button?
Where do they go!?!
I'd like to know!
Because I've got ten pairs of sh*ty pants with no f*cking BUTTONS!!!
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