Testo Engage The Imposter

He races pidgeons.. not to feed his family, but to fuel his fire, and fall face first!
A big blunt, battering his very skin.

Laughing at the imposter.

Oh shit! He's gotta great idea. Let's go accuse the step-son of stealing our beer.
Swipe the chair from underneath, and feel the power. Your toothless buddy loves the show. Don't forget the boot!
Glaring at the imposter

And your 5 year old, it's her birthday. Dropped every last cent on your brittle nose.
Worthless excuse of a man. I'll wipe that fucking entranced expression, off your tedious face.

Enage the imposter

Oh shit, he's got a great idea. Let's go accuse the wife, of stealing my life.
Your 5 year old, it's her birthday. Dropped every last cent on your nose!