Wednesday, 26 May 2010

The Way You Are

Chanced upon this version featuring some dude called Sebastian who adds to the bridge of the famous The Way I Are song. And it's hilarious:

Yo my money ain't Luth like felling 'em,
And it's really not quite Moris Allison
Your body ain't Pamela Anderson
It's a struggle just to get you in the caravan
So, Listen baby girl, before I let you lose a pound, I'll buy a bigger car
So, Listen baby girl, I love you just the way you are, The way you are.

1 comment:

@llison Fairweather said...

"So, Listen baby girl, I love you just the way you are, The way you are."

Of course, keep in mind that the ideal way a nigga is by comparing my tits to theirs. They're usually off a bit. Theirs.

This is a lie that is worse than the Holocaust (certain factors make me Anne Frank by simply being CHILD STAR ALLISON FAIRWEATHER) (speaker for a painting show, and later another show about how to find cool stones and shells) WHO LIKE ALL OTHER CHILD STARS ENDS UP DOING DRUGS AND FAILING @ LIFE except that the difference is that I'm acing my third year in college. With three degrees. I manage this because I told the doctor about the need for Desoxyn (pharmaceutical meth) and Concerta (a single orange pill is the equivalent of 5 and a half Ritalins).

I can write an entire BOOK about why everyone should take more Ritalin, but I lack the space, time, and energy.

I don't know why I went on a tangent like that about stimulants. It's probably because I just finished a book by McKenzie Philips about her alcoholic father and her cocaine use (here is the thing - what exactly IS "cocaine use"?) Where do you draw the line? Maybe I do shoot up coke several times a day, maybe I am addicted to it - but as long as I have an income, I have NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT.

Long rant, I know. Blame it on the liquor or whatever has no consciousness; they wouldn't mind =P

-@llison