That’s right, I’m saying it. Somebody had to. Somebody had to stand here and say it, just fucking open their glorious mouth and let the world know: you da BOMB.
I mean, DA bomb. The one. The only. You make it all bearable. Can we talk for a minute about how UN AWESOME life would be without you? I mean, who would I have to yammer at? Who would put up with me? When I was ripe and ready to engage in fuckery, who would join me? Shit would be fucking bleak without all that fuckery, I’m telling you.
So, cheers, you fabulous bitch. We’re gonna drink some drinks. We’re gonna make fuckery happen. We’re gonna share some special fucking shit, ok? And it’s going to be so goddamn memorable.
– I fucking love you
– you make it all bearable
– life would blow serious chunks without you
– YOU DA BOMB!