Some thirty years ago: Stack fell down and broke his crown, and still has mud on his britches! You'd think he'd get up by now, but he only sits and bitches! Plays mediocre music (if that's what he wants to call it.) Probably took a picture of his own mouth so that he can ball it! Doesn't know when he points a finger, there's three pointin' back. Jeez, ya know when I grow up...I wanna be just like Stack! A sad and miserable little man' who believes that he is smart. Too bad when he opens his mouth to speak it comes out like a fart. But...I know one guy who'd think he's cool...his mentor and counterpart. The guy Stack pretends to hate...his good ol' fuck-bud..."Art"! He Lo-oves Youuuuu! Ps. I heard Stack is really Art @ Libby's lo-ove child..explains alot dont'cha think!?!! Hey you "lawyer"/"musician"/"dick-head" Get a life.
