Epic fail

We are playing the "Fit the Lyrics Into a Phone Conversation" game here, where you write a song line on a piece of paper and everyone draws one out of the hat.

My cunning plan has backfired. I drew my own slip and now have to squeeze "I am cashing Satan's checks* with my dick in my hand" into a phone call with a client.

Bollocks.

*American band, innit.

Awesome song
I want to see you now do a Wyndorf impression; pre and post drugs...