I thought I might give a shit tonight but I guess the shits are all out of me. I thought I might give a shit tonight but I have no more shits to give.
Shit! Shit! I don't have no more. I've pooped them all upon the floor. Shit! Shit!
I had to clean that up and now I have no shits to give. I thought I might crack a smile tonight as I related that poopy story. I thought I might crack a smile tonight but then I remembered the stink.
Shit! Shit! It was all over that stinky smell, it clung to me. Shit! Shit!
It was all over and I did not want to smell it. That stinky stuff it did not just go where I wanted it to, don't you know? It just clung to me, all my cleaning stuff, and I had to wash three or four times.
Shit! Shit! It's so stinky. And it clings to things, don't you see? Shit! Shit!
It was such a mess. And I really hate cleaning it up. I used my gloves but it did not help. My hands they stunk like nothing else. I tried to clean it but I don't know when my hands will ever smell right.
Shit! Shit! I can take no more. This stink must be sent out the door. Shit! Shit!
I just can't take more. Please, can you make this smell go a way?