Once my friends were out and a drunk guy across the street stopped upon seeing their party to go 'augh! LADIES! DAAAAAAAAMN!!!!' That is how this poem feels about the Lin.

I'm sure actually it's some Virgil-esque patron-cockwarming, but the mood is nonetheless LINS! DAAAAAAMN!! Feetpics. Horn.

I can't find any articles about this, so gonna just Assume.