Single guys
We don't get why we're single
We think it's some sort of conspiracy
I didn't get it until one day I just
Looked around the house
You know what I mean?
And I'm not a messy dude
But I do things like use paper towels when I run outta toilet paper
And then wash my hands with dish soap
But we don't get it
We're just walking around going
"What the fuck, bro?
She likes that guy?"
Uh, yeah
That guy doesn't wipe his ass with Brawny towels
I'm pretty sure that guy is never sitting in the bathroom going
"I'm bleeding!
Why does God hate me?"
It's like
God doesn't hate you
He's trying to tell you something
He's saying
"Four-ply
Get the four-ply"
And I know which one that is
It's the one with the bear on it, right?
I'm good with pictures
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