The Devil and Miss Jones...

Why is it you can travel all night and every restaurant you stop at serves the same tepid cheeseburgers and greasy fried eggs laid out  by the same fat waitress...its like you never go anywhere.....I gots to think its just another one of those modern mystery's you aint supposed to get...
Very similar to whats behind the green door...Ricks big ol fuel injected suicide machine is now in the books an leaves some fools wondering should i or shouldn't I..do i do it cuz its the first one of my season..if don't that im playing catch up all they way to Ice-cream day..you always think its gonna be different but it don't..The mans got a good thing going...like the hottest girl in the club..bending over aint necessary for fives..she got money coming easy..I aint saying he aint working for it..but..you see em lining up....yea he gots it...soo many dam good things about that machine...beautiful people wearing coats that cost more than my car...excitement..people with dogs that could pass for there children..kids.....a beer sponsor...and classes for everything under the sun..even single parent red headed moms at 180 pounds on a fartbike two speed kick back hubs up the old dirt road  category...soo much so....cuz im me and your you...and even though its rad and all...he need to address a few minor issue if we wanna keep death from happening at some point...
Dont be running out cups for the suds...and lets get serous we need circus animals and a petting zoo..kids like that shit no clowns..cant have some creepy ass Gacy fool gawking at all spandex covered asses....i had a whole other pile ons ready to go..but i say fuckit ...live and let live..lets bring those dinosaurs back home from Vietfuckinam I aint hatin..and who cares...if all  folks are happy, alittle death aint gonna wreck it  people drop dead every dam year running marathons puttin all on the line to say they did it....

Lets keep fueling the machine...