Kim_Johnson
Get you one of those greasy hamburgers all peppered up, lay you up in the hospital for about ten days
So I ordered me up a couple of those grease bombs
Waitress bought ’em over, lifted up the bun, checked ’em out
Damn, no ketchup
So, I nudged the guy sitting next to me at the counter
I said, hey partner, How about passing the ketchup over
Suddenly, this little bitty green handing holding a ketchup bottle came into view
And I freaked, ’cause the guy sitting next to me was a Martian
