"Independent study, a bit geeky?"
No, listen: merci to my Frenchie teach,
brain train can keep 'a rollin' to seeky
frog wizardry usually out of reach.
"What the fucky are you babbling about?
Dammit!" Serves you right, hubristastic ass.
"Moi? You think you've got clout." Naw, I just shout.
"Seriously, you spaced out on grass?"
Wanker, I'm just high on being alive,
One, two, three, four, yellow dye no. 5!
"Prizes for existence, you'd win the boob;
at least you didn't post one more YouTube."
Randal 1, brain 0, halfway to the Browns' 2009 win total.