Don't forget to thank John k for single handedly making the drummer from Def leopard join the band blind puma, and chopping off his other arm, in order to play the drums by merely face thrusting into a an industrial can, a mouthful of peanuts, sucking off all of the salt, and shooting them at the snare like a fixed rain bird sprinkler, fucking asshats.

And how is this a prose poem? This is a soggy cracker jack in denial mang.

"angry chickens"? Need I say more? 6

Swit

Shrapnel

Unreadable BBQ'd tripe

Scone

As a young man, I thought there's not much I can hope for with this horribly deformed two inch penis, it wasn't until I discovered that my outrageously teeny pud could knock a retard up at fifty yards that I fully began to understood that the lord does indeed work in mysterious ways. Now, three trailers, three fires and five domesticate disturbance charges later we have decided, hey let's have three more! That way we have enough to go camping for real, and watch them do all the work!

Sometimes I really think Hitler did achieve something? He forced even more morons to move around the planet in bigger herds to soil their wild oats fearlessly in the hopes of replacing all of those deaths, and hey, nucleur or not, families are the future, just look at all of those young leaping arab boys with c4, they have moms and dad's and twenty brothers because 19 will die along with the jews, somebodys got to do it, I mean my two kids are too chicken, they only know how to watch barney, fart, pee, eat, sleep, and do it all over again, and yours is still so small. Lets fool them as long as we can, okay, and hide the real world from them, that way we can stay on this island of safety and keep breeding FOREVER.

This should be a penis monologue.

Wouldn't this make MORE sense if you were saying this to your lap?m I think so, yes, I do.