My wife and I have always loved KISS.
Something happened yesterday that really got me pissed.
My friend had two KISS concert tickets but he couldn't go.
When I asked him if I could have them, he said no.
But he said he'd give them to me if I catered to his every whim.
He's a lowlife bastard and I shouldn't have trusted him.
I cooked all of his meals and I even rubbed his dirty and smelly feet.
I cleaned his crummy house everyday and I kept it nice and neat.
Every morning I'd bring him breakfast in bed and then I'd give him a shave.
He ran me ragged, I was like a slave.
Yesterday he said he wanted a promotion so he gave the tickets to his boss.
When I told my wife, she hit me in the stomach so hard that my cookies got tossed.
I kicked my friend in the nuts and I beat the crap out of him too.
If you ever make me work for KISS tickets and then renege, I'll do the same to you.