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People have been asking me what I want with all the wieners off all the sons of redcap conservative ladies with no rhythm, but no. Sorry. The relationship between a lefty and a conservative son’s severed wiener is private. Some things are still sacred.
(I’m putting them into the stolen wallets—there, you dragged it out of me, but that’s all I’m going to say.)
People are asking me how I know they have no rhythm if I have only watched the video on mute. Come on, you don’t need sound to tell what former church camp mean girls with a half-finished box of wine sound like. 
