100 by Saturday, to 300 and by today. I do not know why you talkin', but you gotta just set the condo in your nostril, girl. Come on, boy, if you don't get your tangerine, Mr. Clean, can I get a jelly bean? You're a stain, rusty drain, Destiny 2 DLC campaign. Build a hut and grow nuts, spread me right up, fill me up. Swim and steal, banana peel, dream just to the face if you're lucky. Ass outta my face, like you hip, but, baby, go from table, scratch the slot box, bear some beehives, girl. You be stickin' in your bed like an inverted Frank, see with your feet on the pillow, wacky ass, backward-lookin' ass.