Embaress ment saint

I see buggers coming out of you nose like it's wee sing through your fro.

when you walk down the street there are is a tear in your breves.

when i watch you comb your hair all the dirt comes on you chair.

when your outside talking to some one and your breath stinks. and your mom Say's come in and goggle and rinse.

i see your feet are popping out of your shoes like it's going to OS's