Bye-Bye

   

Adios, Arrivederci and

   don't let the door hit ya 

      where the good Lord split ya! 


(oh sh*t did I say that out loud)

(don't lie... you know you were thinkin' it too)

(and who the f*ck does he think he is comin' around here tellin' us about how boring we are (Stella is that you?))

   

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(d*mn that felt good)

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