O boy ya … I will sell ya Goya … ’cause this how i get my kicks … sellin’ beans to old red nicks. Beans for breakfast, lunch or dinner … Vote for me ’cause I’m a winner.
Many say, if i can sell BS to Americans, I can sell you beans for breakfast, lunch or anytime. Some say, beans and politics don’t mix, don’t believe ’em. They mix well together. You know what they all say, Beans, beans, the magical fruit … the more you eat, the more you want more …
( More on this @ 11:oo : )
Note: Yes, of course, this post is silly, stew-pid, moronic and juvenile but i’m not the president of anything.
