CDAGRIZ said:
AllWeatherFan said:
Ursa Major said:
I hate to say it but I would fear that anyone coming out of that program potentially has a substance abuse issue. How many times have promising kids from Forko come out of college addicted? Common street names: Brown death; Big G; Brown; German Mud; Nod; Brown Pearl; Belushi; Fat Syrup; Thick Love; Au Jus Heaven; Butterball; Butter Dream; Murder One; Toe Taker; Brown Bang; Fat Death; Potatoes' Bitch; Brown Smother; Chin Maker; Brown Sugar; Fat Soluble; Brown Fatty; Devil's Drippings; Unskimming; Alabama Molasses, Whisked Love; and, Brown Comfort.
You can say a lot of negative things about Ryan Leaf but at least he was never addicted to the Brown.
You can make light of it all you want, but sadly, Brown is just a gateway drug. Sure, everything is fine when you're high on the Big G. It starts as a weekend-only thing. But soon that's not enough, and you graduate to the hard stuff: White Gravy. You may recognize it by the popular street name: "Cat Batter." Just say no, kids.
Haha! Fine work, right there. Secretly, I was hoping for a G-Thang parody after, "[e]verything is fine when you're high on the Big G." Well, I guess it's not much of a secret anymore.
I should be band for a week for misrepresenting 1990s gangsta rap lyrics. It isn't G-Thang, it's Gin and Juice. Stupid, CDA, stupid. Sorry, guys. Maybe this is better.
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"German Mud"
By: Poop(er) Cloggy Clogg
With so much Brown in my arteries,
They're kinda hard, and look like ricotta cheese.
But I--some how, some way
Keep drinkin' that Brown Bang shit like every single day.
May, I, rip a full boat of Big G (yeah)
Make some mashed 'taters if I please, too
Two stents countin' and my heart is still pumpin'
For reasons unknown.
I got britches in the storage room I can't put on,
And it's not my fault, it's the way I was born.
So what am I to do? Shit.
I got a belly full of blubber, like my T-Buff boys do.
So throw out the rice and grab yo boats
What? So what? I could lose a toe, yeah.
So, I won't gain an ounce from this
G up kale down as my man titties bounce to this.
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Waddlin' to the fridge, where's my Thick Love?
Mainlinin' German Mud. Heart attack. (with my mind on some honey because honey's a good side).
Now that I got me some Maker o' Chin,
Everybody grab yo G boats and dive in.
These gnarly shits happen all the time,
You take the guest bath and I'll take mine.
See, everything is fine when your'e high up on Big G
It's got the diabetes power of great grandma's brown gravy.
So listen, to my last final squeak,
And watch me as I take my gravy boat into the street
And continue to drink some more gravy (gravy?)
I look like I could birth a baby (does that itch?)
90 degrees underneath my man titties
Drinkin' Fat Love as I please, cuz I eats no veggies, big wheeze.
As I mop 'em with a dollop of Big G.
Beeyotch, I'm just
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Waddlin' to the fridge, where's my Thick Love?
Mainlinin' German Mud. Heart attack. (with my mind on some honey because honey's a good side).
Later on that day
My Dr., Murray Gray, came through with a troubl-ing x-ray.
He said, "Your fat ass may, need your foot amputated, bloke."
Man this dude's a joke!
He said to "Cut down quick, and set the G cup down."
"Come to think of it, why you even holding it now?"
But I ain't stoppin', I'm gonna be droppin'
This Brown Pearl I scored from up in the Bakken.
Don't serve me, unless you got some gravy on top
'Cause I can bust a seam faster than fuckin' Betty Crock.
Don't get upset, bro, that's just how it goes.
If you don't love ho-hos, get out the door.
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