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I am an genius, and you're a stupid turd (Ode) by Shardik

My ode to life's raftsman, in hi-fi. 6. Was that your beaver trap? I need some fucking superglue. I wish you'd stop writing about crap: Was that your badger cap? I'm going to give you a map. On how to find the soul-less shoe. Was that your thunderous clap? I need some fucking friends. That can deal with my odor. Take out an ad for a front door ramp. Was that your mink trap? No, it was mine. Shnap! 6. You've got a disgusting idea - That you are better than everyone. Take it some place else: Like to the 99 cent beak store, and buy some fucking tic tacs. for your rattling teeth and bloody gums Note: ask the stock boy to reach that box of disposable diapers, since I hate his face. Your mother thinks you're gay; because when you're that fucking smart? You just are, but are all rocks round? Feel my boulder and relish vualla hotdog Were you beaten with a toilet paper roll? You've got a disgusting idea - that you are a special person. Of this we are convinced, and you are very convincing and Unique! But I am a genius! 6. You're the biggest blow hard I know; You get everything possible right! From your life, you've got family money. And a passion to knead meat. Now we all know you are very special. It's generous to call you a genius: Because you're gay and open minded. regardless of your two inch dick; and love for shit like napkins and long warm hearty walks. How do you see over your own chin? From that precarious level, talent. Sir, your life inspires me, it's like watching my tv rape an eggroll.

Thissitestinks 2-Oct-03/5:59 PM
You have issues. I'm sure Jerry Springer has an opening this fall. I'll see if he can't book you. *Hugs*




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