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| When you speak, amigo, no one likes you. | |
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| Yeah yeah. Enough of that. The bugz on my nugz itch. | |
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| How the fuck do you get crabs or scabies? | |
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| What? No I'm dead, so I got me some awsome maggots and flies around my nugz in the heat. | |
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| Again, amigo, you need to read my lips. | |
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| Your lips look like little wormies that come out my ass. | |
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