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Polyester Mustache (Free verse) by Bachus
I got something tasty. Let it swim tools I have flexes god can't ignore angry nuclear testicles fucking off nun tight spearmint gum wrappers, and dainty Hollywood jelly cunts from the municipal shelter. I have your number motherfucker I have your name tag tucked in. I clench polo matches in the third Chucker. I'm testosterone cracking my hairy knuckles on my date's head. I'm the shoe wipe, and the make believe from my Asshat to my crusty sleeves. I have thousand year intervals, and sprinklers in my ceiling an excuse for every conspectus and a flagella named Garotte I attack with no justification on a sled pulled by ten square feet of rabid ferret. I'm a titty sucker I'm a vulva plugging cock, I am totally un-intimidated by faggots like the Rock I'm a free pizza I'm an up-size in your bra I'm a lesbian high on Siouxie and the Banshees with a plate o' fresh coleslaw. Jupiter Joop Peter Poop Teeter toupee Hysterectomy. I'm Rascol Peecol train On Peruvian cocaine and fully addicted to my haircut and expensive foreign porno conventions. I'm cherry vanilla lube I come with a side of boob I likes to smoke a doob. A cab-stand flautist of my own whistle I get off and suck on The-Holy-Ghost-Gristle. Spune that you Christian tofu fuckers, and one more thing you are all professional liars, I'm just better. from the can Spuna with a rose and a letter I put the baby in one night stand I'm back by popular demand Liable to dry hump your great aunt with beeswax for cold smores. I put the geeze in Jesus. I am so broad I can barely focus on your face anymore While I'm talking, save yourselves. You are all going to die NAKED and SCARED MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!!! AHAMUWAHAHAAA... Okay, very funny, who smeared my mustache?

Down the ladder: Mr Zero? Your a coward.

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.5
Weighted score: 5.25
Overall Rank: 4016
Posted: April 8, 2004 1:14 PM PDT; Last modified: April 8, 2004 1:14 PM PDT
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[9] zodiac @ 67.240.192.172 | 8-Apr-04/4:09 PM | Reply
Upon first reading your title, I thought, hmm, an improbable adjective-noun pairing... what's he doing, ripping off Shuushin? Then I realized - no!!! It's a polar opposite to my own post, 'Hologram Glasses'! Yen and Yang!!! Then the force of the ejaculation that ensued from this realization flipped me backwards in my swivel office chair laying me up with a concussion so severe that for a splendorous minute upon awakening I thought I was wcrystal lane swiftw. Everything was very beautiful and pink translucent plastic and I met Jesus and we danced all night to 'Lady In Red' and in the morning he married me with a piece of his Holy Foreskin. Then I awoke in a puddle of pinkish jizz with an unholy hangover and a swollen ringpiece that spoke of terrible buggering. The point being, clench should be clinch, I believe, and great poem.
[4] nentwined @ 66.92.28.14 | 8-Apr-04/4:32 PM | Reply
boring?
[10] Shuushin @ 147.154.235.51 | 9-Apr-04/10:11 AM | Reply
awesome.
[10] Shuushin @ 147.154.235.51 | 9-Apr-04/10:13 AM | Reply
"... a sled pulled by 10 square feet of rabid ferret" - I said awesome already, right?
[0] deleted user @ 172.145.75.64 | 17-Sep-04/7:04 PM | Reply
Shit
[0] klosterfobik @ 205.188.116.140 | 19-Sep-04/4:33 PM | Reply
Dumb!
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