Big Shitty

Yeah, right.

But I think maybe a corn chip would probably spread a bit further.

You know, you'd feel it for longer coming out.

Fuck, my asshole burns after a fucking Zinger burger.

I don't know why I'm just the hot person now.

Like as in that's what it better be.

A cow come up and he's like, yeah, let's get some real, I'll find the hottest sauce here and then you can do something with people walking past to win something.

Well, I suppose you're the shooey guy.

Yeah, you could have been the shooey guy, but nah.

Nah, well, I've committed to the bit.

You're the hot sauce guy now.

I don't even like it.

I don't do well with it.

That's my fucking... When he was saying rolling in a ditch with the stomach thing, that is the worst part.

You literally can't do anything about this heat in your guts that you're not used to feeling, and it sucks.

You freak out.

Provided I don't catch fucking mouth tinier from someone, I'm well better off being the chewy guy.

Yeah, yeah, but...

If it was fucking brand new shoes, I wouldn't mind being the shoey guy, but it really is.

It's normally some rogue cunts out of the crowd.