I PM'd you but you still ain't callin
I left my username, my email, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two PMs back in autumn, you must not of got em
There probably was a problem with bodyspace or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot em
But anyways, phuck it, what's been up, man? Hows your teeth?
My grill' phucked up too, i'm seeing the orthodontist this week.
If the dentist recommends it, guess who's gonna get veneers? Me.
I read about haters negging you, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself when some mod didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got you pressing dumbbells favorited on youtube, man
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the **** you did on simplyshredded too, that **** was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan
-6 months later-
Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans
This'll be the last PM I ever send your ass
It's been 6 months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two PMs, I wrote your username on it perfect
So this is the PM i'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, writing this on my iPhone
Hey Zyzz, I Injected A 5th of Cell Tech, You Dare Me to Lift?
You know that cool story by a bro on the misc
About that guy who could have spotted that other guy but didn't?
And then he got stuck under the bench like a phaggot?
That's kind of how this is, you could have spotted me while lifting
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand sterons now, i bench 350
And all I wanted was a lousy PM or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I loved you Zyzz, we could have been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about me
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about me
I hope your concious eats at you and you can't breath without me
See Zyzz, (screams) shut up Chestbrah, I'm trying to talk
Hey Zyzz, that's my boyfriend screamin in the trunk
But I didn't tie him up, see I ain't like you
Cause if he sufficates he'll suffer more n then he'll die too
Oh well, gotta go, almost at the gym now
Oh shiit I forgot, how am I supposed to send this PM out
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