"Oh where you from? It must be heaven.
You’d be rich if looking good was a profession.
Think I’m in love, cause you so sexy.
Boy I ain’t talking about you, I’m talking to my own reflecton.”
Waking up on November 1st is literally like walking through a door from Halloweentown to Christmastown
What’s this? What’s this? There’s décor everywhere. What’s this? There’s carols in the air. What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes it’s just November come on folks I mean I swear. What’s this?
I FREAKING READ IT IN JACKS VOICE
I FUCKING SANG IT