I’m Julius Ceasar, Roman geezer
I fucked them up at the Battle of Alesia
Cleopatra was hot but I got her in the freezer
I got mad Cheops like the Pyramid of Giza
Yeah you know me, I’m Julius C
Who’s down with me, I’m Julius C
You down with me, I’m Julius C
All the ladies love Julius C
Battled with Pompey at Pharsalus
Drank gin and juice from a golden chalice
Don’t need no Trojan on my phallus
If you go to Vegas you can see my palace
Yeah you know me, I’m Julius C
Who’s down with me, I’m Julius C
You down with me, I’m Julius C
All the ladies love Julius C
Et tu, dawg
No, but that’s her bra. And you look just as hot in it as she did.
From: Michelle
Subject: FUCKERY
Date: February 10, 2011 1:20:59 PM PST
Keeping it short and simple.
Just see the pics and thank me for the Bajingo Tea you’re going to need later.
There you have it. Proof positive that Ashanti reads Regretsy. No other possible explanation.
Well you know, except that she saw these somewhere else. Except for that, there’s no explanation.
The important thing is that I’m taking the credit.
What the hell kind of Girl, Interrupted bullshit is this? You could make this with a fitted sheet and a stapler.
By the way, this was in the Etsy Finds email this morning, which is their daily roundup of “handpicked” items. I think they have a chicken tied to a laptop, and every morning they drop some corn onto his keyboard. Whatever he pecks out is what they send you. And then they all sit around drinking hand made douche tea from mustache mugs and laugh their asses off.
