Charli tries to roast me: Roses are red, violets are blue, and you look like poo.
Me: You must have been born on the highway because that's where most accidents happen.
Highway Accident
Explanation
Explain Bear
Alright, listen up, buttercup. Charli tries to burn our guy with a weak-ass poem, saying he looks like poo. Then our guy comes back swinging, telling Charli she must've been born on the highway because she's a total accident. It's like saying she's a mistake, which, let's be honest, you probably are too. Now go back to drooling.
Comments (1)
insulter
If you're serious, congratulations on getting this far in life with absolutely no comprehension of reality. If you had this kind of knowledge about driving a car, you'd be sitting 30 feet away from it, throwing pieces of pickles at a barn and shouting ‘shazam’ into an empty iPhone case, wondering why the car wasn't moving .