Announcer: Sundress Season is coming. Need I say more, heh heh. News reporter: It's about that time of year for Sundresses... Women: Oh, this dress is cute! Men: WE LIKE!!! Me: Hmm? We need another hit? If looks really could kill, Then shorty catchin' bodies. I can put that on the real, She's not like these thotties. Manager: STOP! STOP! STOP! IT'S SUNDRESS SEASON. TAKE IT FROM THE TOP, HOMIE. THIS AIN'T NO LOVE SONG. DO THIS FOR ALL THOSE SEXY WOMEN SLAYING SUNDRESS SEASON!!! Me: Aight, dawg. Imma kick it like this... It's almost Sundress Season, And they twerkin fo no reason. Sliding in dms on the weekend, As long as they ain't tweakin. This isn't even about freakin, I gotta avoid excessive blinkin. They ask me what am I thinkin, And I tell them Sundress Season, Cause they twerkin fo no reason. The women look like snacks, And they're moving in packs. I'll just be blowing out backs. If looks could really kill, Then they're catching bodies. I know that it's really real, If I'm not catching thotties. No make up on and they're slaying. Please don't twist what I'm saying. They're not games and I ain't playing. Sundress Season is worth the heat. The women look great on the street. I can't focus on anything but them, Even if they're fat, thick, curvy or slim. Oh my I think I might be in paradise, The perfection I see is too nice. Leggings are boring in comparison. Hefner had the life in his mansion. Think I want me a one on one though, And have us some extra rooms for show. If looks could really kill, Then they're catching bodies. I know that it's really real, If I'm not catching thotties. Manager: We've got another one. Me: This one is for all the gorgeous women in sundresses out there. I acknowledge y'all efforts. Slay, baby girl. The summer is yours, ha ha!
Ease up. Forums are tweaking on my alt. It's not a ban or nothing, it's some shit I've never seen nor heard of. So I logged out and will log back in shortly. If the problem continues, I'll send a ticket. Ease up.