Comedy
PSYCHIC MIGRAINE pulled into a Motel 6 I was feeling more than a little sick it was the nachos from the taco truck and i puked my guts out in the parking lot now I got a room with a queen bed it's room 5, I hope there ain't no bed lice I drink some jack daniel's and I do up a line that's when I know it's almost prime time Now down to the bar for a little fight I see the taco truck chef drinking fuckin bud light I said motherfucker get ready to die and that's when he threw a jalapeño in my eye that really hurt