My best friend died in a feed accident four years ago. He's dead and formerly Chuck. Sneed's Feed and Seed's his favorite place. I'm gonna build him a sneedpark. You don't have be a musician to be an Sneed Rocker. Homer Simpson is an Sneed Rocker.

My other best friend is on seed again. He's back in rehab for his sixteenth time. Good luck with that one. Sick of the feed. Sick of all this seed. I don't go out anymore, cause I hate every city slicker, I don't care what they're up to. Four years I wasted, smoking pipes at Formerly Chuck's, chit-chatting with fucking nobodies pulling up in fancy german cars. Now I stay at Sneed's Feed and Seed, like a fucking hermit. I'm not gonna take any Gucci Loafers from anyone.

I know what's going on. I got fucked up. I got sucked. Thank god Chuck wasn't there to watch me get my fucking ass fucked and sucked. He would have wound up with Park Avenue manicure and prolly went to jail. He has a big mouth.

I live for this sneed. I love it. Bring it the fuck on. Payback's a bitch motherchuck-