my girl: can you promise me you wont freestyle again while were at my grandmothers funeral?
me: yea i promise
[3 drinks later]
me: uhh, now the stars gettin twinkly, i need a velma to hop on my dinkley

Star That Carved Its Name In Darkness
my girl: can you promise me you wont freestyle again while were at my grandmothers funeral?
me: yea i promise
[3 drinks later]
me: uhh, now the stars gettin twinkly, i need a velma to hop on my dinkley