Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Fuck You Jimmy Buffet.



License to Chill? You've got to be kidding.

How much high octane tequila does it take to totally pickle the human brain? You have to credit this sandy vagina for years of fleecing his audience with this brand of coconut scented laziness. It's quite the accomplishment to be that much of a cultural parasite sniffing up all the island breezes.

The next time I see one of his shitty chain restaurants I'm going to go out of my way to take a dump in the shrimp cocktail. Fuck you Jimmy Buffet.

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