In Encyclopedia Dramatica, Born and raised,

Raiding Habbo was how I spent most of my days,

Chilling out, haxxing, relaxing all cool, and stopping that AIDS, getting in the pool

But a couple of mods, they were up to no good, started making trouble in the public rooms

I got banned once or twice, and my Mom got scared, she said:

“You’re gonna to go to work on the desktop downstairs”

I called up Dominos, and when the pizza got here

The guy driving was a fine upstanding member of society, with dice in the mirror

If anything, I thought this driver was cool,

But I thought, nah forget it, To the Habbosphere Pool!

There were fine upstanding member of societys by the pool, about 7 or 8,

and I yelled to my mother “Go home, cook my dinner!”

I looked at the fine upstanding member of societys, I was finally there

To sit checking /b/, getting lulz from Bel-Air