T-Pain. There are no words. I’m just going to move on before I miscarry……..
Plies! *sigh* Plies does two things to me. One of which is making me feel like somehow watching him on t.v. that I’m being groped by a greasy hand old man. He seems like he should be in the black version of the movie “Deliverance”. I bet he’d tell me to squeal like a pig too *lol*. This is how it would play out.
Seattle Slim: Excuse me sir? I’m on this road trip through Florida and I got lost in the backwoods here. Could you tell me how to get back on the interstate???
Plies: Well looka here….looka here. OOOOOOOh-WEEEEE!! You shole is purdiful. Yes you is. You got some nice lips too….*evil laugh* yes you does. Come on in here and I’ll make you squeal like a pig give you directions. You like ‘coon and sweet potatas???
But then again he’s so raw looking, I think I wouldn’t mind making him squeal like a pig. HEY! HEY! HEY!!!! How you doin’ Plies?? I’d smash and then get the hell on!
