I still masturbate while eating Top Ramen at a faster rate in the bigger quantities it counts as rape when I’m slurping at this unbelievable pace, I turn the temperature up all the way to sweat upon my face. If you give no effort, if you got no money, then I got a cheap method: crack it open, throw it in a pan and let it cook, bitch, yeah, that’s a real education, fuck books. If you wanna make it in college acknowledge all the flavors that be dropping mad knowledge on these pussy-ass canned goods. You got chicken and beef to boost the manhood, anybody want a piece of me? You have to get thus ramen first. Start with the shrimp and then the fire, if you’re fully blazed, then this shit’ll get you higher, heh. Thirty-five cents a pack, three for a dollar, unbelievable pricing, that’s the future of a blue collar worker, and I’m talkin’ ‘bout ramen. This shit’ll fill you up when you’re feelin’ like an African. Come back when you’re in the state that I’m in, and say hi to my homeboy Top Ramen.