As if slangin fake engagement rings to females (for the sole purpose of warding off douchebags) wasn’t thug life enough already, the ladies over at Ms. Taken have just put out this video response to Jizzed In My Pants.

NICE. Although I don’t know if I’m alright with the fact that its come down to rocking fake engagement rings for girls to go out and feel in control and comfortable. I know its hard not to feel like a bitch when some creeper hits you up, gets shot down and promptly calls you just that to make himself feel better. Trust me, I’ve been called that word probably more than most. But don’t let that keep you from having a good time! If the grody men of the world don’t get a reality check whenever they pull these shenanigans they’ll NEVER go extinct. I’ve also always held a stoic stance against ever using the “I have a boyfriend” excuse. These dudes shouldn’t be verbal assaulting/groping/bothering you ANYWAY, wether or not your in a relationship with someone is inconsequential.

And just like that, my rant is over.

Muchos besos,

Anna

(read on for the lyrics)

Douchebags all across the club

Ladies’ night straight poppin’ the bub

eyes right above his drink

Cheese-dick style, with a shoot and wink

Snatch the ring from its hiding place

Flip the bird right in your face

Leave the bar, to escape your glance

Cross the room, now its time to dance

You sneak behind, don’t mind, I guess

Until your dance on my cocktail dress

Cold as ice, yet you advance

And say you might, jizz in your pants

and I PUKE IN MY MOUTH

Swallow it back, I need some room

Plus I said I’ve got a groom

I turn away, you start to pout

AND I PUKE IN MY MOUTH

You ruined my night, esophagus hurts,

Take a hint, I’m not here to flirt

Round up the girls, its time bounce

Now I’ll go brush my teeth

I’m 15 late for my Yoga class

Kick through the door, now I’m up in that ass

Find a spot, last in the room

Focus, breathe, now its time to ohhhhmmmm

Thats when I noticed this guy behind me

Quite a big smell from a guy so tiny

Pit-stained T-shirt drenched in sweat

O-face grin, bad as it gets

He made a grunt, then his body turned

Saw up his shorts to his inner-thigh perm

AND I PUKED IN MY MOUTH

Upside-down, so it’s even worse

Son of Shiva, what a curly curse

Help me please, I could use a towel cause I

PUKED IN MY MOUTH

Why are there dudes up in Yoga class?

Nonchalant, looking at my chest

Please stop staring when I’m on my knees

Plus bearded men shouldn’t wear capris

Last week, I was on a site

As I recall, it was a Facebook site

In my bed with a piece of toast

Checked my wall and saw your post and I

PUKE IN MY MOUTH

Soaking in the tub like a f***ing queen

Need to relax, need to feel the steam

A bubble comes up that reminds me of you and I

PUKE IN MY MOUTH

The next day, I put on jeans and PUKED IN MY MOUTH

I opened the fridge and a fruit rolled out, I PUKED IN MY MOUTH

When I saw Tom Cruise in Valkyrie I PUKED IN MY MOUTH

I drank a Kombucha and I PUKED IN MY MOUTH

I just felt PUKE IN MY MOUTH

I puke right in my mouth, every time you’re next to me

And when you spit your game, it’s like a train wreck to me

You’re such a royal douche, I don’t know why you step to me

Forget a rubber, you should go get a vasectomy

PUKE IN MY MOUTH…