Kill Bubba

My name is Bubba. Bubba is me. Me am Bubba. Bubba likes play fiddle. Bubble poke bastards with sticks. Ergo, Bubba fiddlesticks.

If you come make fun of Bubba, Bubba sad. Bubba no like. No hurt Bubba or Bubba hurt you comme les merdes. Bubba's stick Hattori Hanzo make. Kill Bubba? Bubba laugh:

Bubba was five and she was six,
we rode on horses made of sticks.
She wore black and Bubba wore white,
she would always win the fight.

BANG! BANG!
She shot Bubba down
BANG! BANG!
Bubba hit the ground
BANG! BANG!
That awful sound...

BANG!
BANG!

My baby shot Bubba down.



...But Bubba again rise, no die.
This is Bubba's "House of Flying Sticks".


IRRASHAIMASE!