Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’, boy. Man’s gotta know his limitations. Are you feeling lucky punk This is my gun, Clyde! You want a guarantee, buy a toaster. Ever notice how sometimes you come across somebody you shouldn’t have F**ked with?
Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’, boy. Man’s gotta know his limitations. Are you feeling lucky punk This is my gun, Clyde! You want a guarantee, buy a toaster. Ever notice how sometimes you come across somebody you shouldn’t have F**ked with?
Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’, boy. Man’s gotta know his limitations. Are you feeling lucky punk This is my gun, Clyde! You want a guarantee, buy a toaster.
Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’, boy. Man’s gotta know his limitations. Are you feeling lucky punk This is my gun, Clyde! You want a guarantee, buy a toaster.
