To give you a glimpse into my supple soul, I give you the ingredients that flow through my body and make up the better part of who I am today. We start with a cup of Tennessee and add a barrel of Texas. After bringing this mixture to a slow boil you add the following to create what we know as Edward Wrath the Only:
My first album – received on my 8th birthday.
Everybody wants to rule the world - Especially me with my kick-ass jambox.
I had ‘em. You did too. We were the S-H-I-T. At least on our backyard basketball court of dreams…
This stuff was actually banned in several south-east Asian communist countries.
It's the stuff dreams are made of.
War is peace. What is the equivalent today? Pok-e-mon? WTF? Team America, Fuck yeah!
I actually had these confiscated by my 2nd grade teacher. And on to baseball cards it was. The ‘rents would rather have me worship a bunch of alcoholic, tobacco-chewing spitters than a few obnoxiously-grotesque cartoons. Go figure.
A duck that has so much money he can swim in it. Does it get any better than this?
I pity the fool who didn’t eat this cereal.
I still don’t understand why Obama never involved these three in his campaign to cross racial barriers.
I may be a little stale these days. My body makes a few more creaks and groans than usual, but put me in the microwave, warm me up and I typically thaw out pretty well. And remember, life will always taste just as yummy, so long as you never forget your (ginger) roots - especially the ones with FDA-approved perservatives from the best decade man has ever known.
Cheers,
E.Wrath
Associate Junior Member of AARP and Product of the 80s
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