I once threw up on Amy Carter. She came to see my band play, the Pimp Funk Superstars Go to the Book Club, and was just hanging around the back sipping on some sort of pansy assed light beer. Anyway, after the set I walked up to her and was like, "Shit, you're like someone or another." She just looked kind of annoyed. As the Secret Service goons came to take me away, I spun around twice while humming our new hit single, "Double O Faggot," and let some prime juicy juice fly. Then something else happend.
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