Fast Food Mad Gabbing

When you emerge from the underground tunnel and get off your Subway. Shift your gate to traverse through the filth and trash in your way. Don’t buy everything they try to sell. Don’t sniff what Jimmy and John wants you to smell. They might be your fans, they might hit your likes. They may wear your Jersey but will they step up to the Mic? Most of them will mumble and won’t make sense. Until you meet Mr.Goodcents.

You think you are Big you think you are a Mac, holding your nuggets until a king comes whoops you in your head. You think you’re happy because you got a cheap meal. You better run, you’re hearing bells, tuck yo shit, I got some hot sauce. She said you weren’t interesting. You just bored her. she said you cried like a chick flick. You felt like a soft severed. You wrote in your diary you thought you lost your queen. We rolled around in snow. It was more like a blizzard. Chopped it up for a bit mixed it up with Andy. We had a solid conversation, it was concrete. I tried to keep it discreet. Hard to scrape the window with a wooden spoon when it’s frosty. Sitting at the corner and it’s windy a cop pulls up beside me. In the back of the was loaded with four or five guys, they looked Polynesian or Hawaiian bros, and a K9 named Sanders. I ain’t lying I almost ran my bucket into a gate . Wrecked my car into two pieces. It’s cold I forgot to put on some longjohns. The season to be jolly is among us. Bells be silver. Panhandlers express the importance of their product. Before it gets too late, you need to make it back to the hut. You’re warm and fresh, all though, John made it fresh, Shaquille O’Neal is your Papa. You arrived back at the shack, it’s cold it, makes you shake. Think about all the fast food bucks you spent as you gaze at the stars, you fall asleep in double time because you smash only to be surprised by nobody but Freddie.

You awake from your hyperphagia. Getting ready for hibernation. You kiss your honey, marginalizing the flavored honey but you still smear on a biscuit . Still makes your explode your eyes. Pop, pop pop your eyes! You see a hedgehog. You ask your neighbor “So, Nick how are we going to surprise Dave on this hot day?” he’s not feeling very good because his chick never win. She’s not prepared. She just likes to wing it. I always put a chip on her pole, put a cava over her. Why was she big and hearted? Little Carl, had beef with pastor Hardees who wanted to paint his churches white, said they look too much like castles. See, see a dime piece. I saw a woman kiss a man then a woman kiss a woman then they all jumped. I called it Bibibop. Can you pop that Your mom likes how I dip in and out. She was glad I slid and slided her. Then said what a burger. Wow, you really buttered my buns, in between them bun was a fat burger . Trolling, hit a bump by a culvert. Had a bus down, called the firehouse. The regular driver was out. Had to call substitute. The fireman thought he was a hero, ordered a Coke 0

The police man had a quiz. Nobody let him work so he reached for his toaster. Give up on your ball sack. We’re looking for Zack. Do you know where he be? Have you checked with Charlie? Fast food mad gab, takeout, paper or plastic. We just did some verbal gymnastics.