Poopy-butt, Poopy-butt, fart fart fart.
Fartin', scattin', poopin', crappin'.
Knicks are the poopy kings.
They can do anything.
To poop, or not to poop. That is the question.
Whether 'tis nobler of the butt to suffer to crap and feces of outrageous Knicks games.
Or to take up arms against a sea of dookie.
And by opposing fart them.
To watch, to Knicks -- No more.
Nets 98, Knicks 93. Recap to come.