And now, the six married murderesses of the Cook County Jail
In their rendition of the cell block tango
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd a been there, if you'd a seen it
I betcha you would've done the same
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
*steps forward, with southern accent*
https://i.imgur.com/zuHRtnj.jpg You know all uncles have these little habits that get you down...
Like... My Uncle Cliff..
Cliff liked to eat cherries...
No not eat...
Pop.
So I slept over one night... And im really horny... and im looking for a little bit a cock.