My new favorite song

I just recently downloaded, legally, the Bloodhound Gang's Album (yes I still call them albums) Hefty Fine. These guys are definitely an acquired taste, but funny.

As you'll find out in later posts, previously to meeting and marrying my wife, I have a history of hooking up with psychotic bitches. No...not women, bitches. The kind of women that give seeping anal sores a good name.

But, I digress. These guys have written the ultimate break up song. Oh, there's others that rate...but this is the best.

Lyrics below:

chorus:

Ain't my job

To fuck you on your birthday

Ain't my job

To fuck you on your birthday anymore

repeat chorus

Maybe you got screwed

but i dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash

I put out despite the fact that you're like a Hawaiian punch moustache

Right under my nose thinking i'm so colonel klink oblivious

But how could i nazi? you got off scot-free 'cause i know this means it

repeat chorus

If i want to be repeatedly shit on i'll go make dutch porn

When roughly translated even your naked truth means squat and what's more

I'm missing you like a hijacked flight on september 11th

I don't know who got on you but i'm not wrong in thanking them since it

repeat chorus

Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again

Ya know i wouldn't give a fuck

When what i shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it up