pee on this stick
dont get too involved... stand your ground... pee on this stick... eat shit and die... get ready for this, motherfucker... i'm not crazy, i'm just really fucking unstable... bringin' da noise, bringin' da funk... peep this shit... tear you a new asshole... beginner's luck... fucking fuckers fuck off... what the fuck is your glitch... that's a mighty big penis... show me your titties... that's a mighty brown nipple... you barely made the cut... invasive gynocological surgery... cum on her face... fucking the famous for the fuck of it... debilitating genital cramps... watch that shit... cunt lips... brownhole peestain... fat bastards on crack... bullet to the head... homosexual ruffians... re-edit the edited... fat stink bitch... you're a fag now suck my dick... have you ever seen a pussy pushing out shit... the link don't work... the work doesn't link... the shit won't stick and the shit sure stinks... be back tomorrow... don't wait up... flick your tongue on my neck... it's never over, even when the fat bitch sings.
fucking turmoil.
dude, are u insane?
iraqi's-slash-muslims in the middle east are gonna hate americans for life.
60,000 to 100,000 iraqi citizens dead? i just heard that figure. that's fucking insane. america has caused 60 to 100,000 dead iraqi's. like they're gonna let that one go. here's a thought: iraq isn't another vietnam, it's gonna be WORSE.
Deli meat.
i saw an old lady's vagina today. it horrified me. she had to be at least 80. she was crouched down, gardening, and as i passed i caught a glimpse up between her legs. she was wearing an old pair of boxers for some reason, under her dress. the flaps were open, exposing something that looked like a half eaten pastrami sandwich on wheat bread. i nearly dry-heaved as i jerked my head away, but by then it was too late-- i had already caught a glimpse. one glimpse is all it took to scar me for life. i'll never forget that wrinkled-up package of flesh located between her legs. it looked like a flesh-colored gremlin that had been chopped up into slices by a large meat cleaver. it looked like a package of pastrami meat that had been left in the sun for years. it looked like it smelled like rotten mayonnaise. damn you, old lady. damn you and your medusa-like beav turning me to stone.
Hey Fuck.
i'm done talking to you with respect. you're a fucking waste of space. you're an overgrown cumstain. you deserve to be shoved back up the yeasty vagina you came out of. from now on, speak to me only when spoken to. your opinions are about as valid as an algebra equation written by a three year-old. don't speak. keep your mouth shut and your face hidden and we'll be alright. you disgust me. you're like vomit with legs. i'd rather stare at the mess i make in my toilet each night than interact with someone like you. you'd be a waste of a bullet. you're the only known exception to allowable verbal and physical abuse. even your psychiatrist would say you need a good ass-kicking. your head would be the perfect place to hold an axe. someone really ought to tie you up, cover you in honey, and ditch you out in the angeles forest. if they made a movie of your life, it would be called "fucking assmunch" and it would star tom arnold. i wish mike tyson would use your throat as a punching bag. i'd like to see you thrown off a bridge only after the water beneath its been drained. when you die i made a promise to shit on your grave. call me later, let's go to the mall.
