There was a guy who's name was Jeremy. Jeremy was a good kid. Until one day when somebody once told him that the world was going to roll him. He's not the sharpest tool in the shed. She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb in the shape of an L on her forehead.

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming, feed to the rules and he hit the ground running. Didn't make sense not to live for the fun. His brain gets smart but his head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what's wrong with taking the backstreets. He'll never if he don't go. He'll never shine if he don't glow.

So then he went to the backstreets where he fucked a hot pocket and killed a dog. 

The end.