gizmolder

I had a dream last night Ceader Rapids you wanna here that dream? I said, do you wanna here that dream? I was drowning in a sea of liquor and I washed up on a beach made of cocaine the sky was made of L.S.D. And every tree was made of marijuana But the cops pulled me over They did not arrest me Instead they sucked my dick And it was so beautiful that god came down from heaven And he said to me, Jo-jo We will no longer spell the word god, G-O-D I said how do you wanna spell it god? He said Gimmie a D, Gimmie an R, Gimmie a U, Gimmie a G, Gimmie an S, and what does that spell? DRUGS!