YOU COULDNT EVEN MAKE IT IF 40PEOPLE WISH YOU GOOD LUCK MAN
That's probably 39 more people than will ever wish you good luck, unless of course you're trying to be the first man to attempt to drink an entire barrel of rat poison in one sitting.
I'M FLYIN TO THE TOP AND I AINT GOT NO WINGS LIKE A DUCK MAN
The top of what? You already said you're at the top of the world (the North Pole), where are you going to go now?
IT AINT FUN BOY, BLAZE 2 TIMES HOTTER THEN THE SUN BOY
Oh, I understand now, you're under the mistaken impression that ducks have interplanetary flight capabilities. Silly Blaze, ducks can't fly to the sun! They surely can't carry enough food to sustain their long trip there. Plus I heard its cold in space, and ducks don't like that kind of weather (I think).
AND I MSTA BEEN DECIEVED WHEN I SEEN YOU WITH MY DUN BOY
I cannot figure out what that sentence means. Who's your "Dun Boy"? Is he like "Fallout Boy"? "Gee Gillikers, Radioactive Man, there's some interplanetary ducks trying to attack the homosexual gangster fish at the local gay club! Let's slice and dice them!"
UH UH BOY, GRAB YOU IN MY ARMS MAKE YOU WELL DONE BOY
Oh no! Blaze is a cannibal! HEAD FOR THE HILLS, HE'S HUNGRY AND IS A DICER AND SLICER!
AND HUNG BOY, WIT YOUR OWN NECKTIE ABOVE YOUR RUG BOY
Yes, I am "physically well endowed", thank you for asking, but I don't know what this has to do with wearing business attire in my living room.
FUCK WITH THE HOTTEST THING ON EARTH YA GONNA GET YA BELL RUNG BOY
..."a pirate says 'ahoy'", "I drink Sauce of Soy"... okay, that last one kind of sucked, but you get the point. Wait, maybe you don't.
I'M A RAPPER JACK, SEND YOU TO THE CRAPPER
"Rapper Jack"? That's my favorite type of cheese! I get it all the time at the local Krogers, but you're right, it does give me the runs.
YOU FEEL HUNGRY FOR SOMETHIN WLL GRAB A HAND FULLA CRACKER JACK
I'll settle for some Rapper Jack cheese, thank you.
AND THE WHOLE FUCKIN BOX MAN, YOU'LL NEVER GET NO PROPS MAN
Box Man? Is he a superhero like Radioactive Man? "Look out, Box Man, they've got MASKING TAPE!"
PULL OUT MY GLOCK N I COCK IT IT GO BLOCKA BLOCK MAN
Pull out my bear, Fozzie goes "wokka wokka" man. You're about as hip as him too, although Fozzie had that great hat.
Keep up the great work, Blaze, and don't stop just because your mom, friends, family, and Police all demand you too. You've got a gift, man, and you should keep rapping until you discover what exactly it is.
Simply put, if I had Johnny Manziel’s physical gifts, you better believe I would be there in the Weight Room, getting to bed early, doing whatever I had to do to be the best possible athlete I could be. I wouldn't be posting on social media about sucking titties. I wouldn't even look at a titty, buddy. I'd look at a titty and see two big footballs.
A real friend doesn't move until the middle of August, ensuring temperatures in the 90s and a humidity that turns boxers into moist balls of ruined cotton.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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