Indeed, yes, right...now. Bugger but this is...shitfuckcrapdamncock...and then we just need to...why not put it...insert into the belly and...whilst gently marianating in...spread from the knees...sure not to cause...apocalyptic proportions...may result in...tenderly swirl...impale from beneath the...fusion bake...and enjoy.
One has often wondered at the exact cause of the lunacy that many of ones fellow road users seem to suffer from, culminating in a vicious cycle of unpainted toenails seemingly designed to wreak havoc upon the fledgling penguin community, butlers acroos the world are simultaneously performing roundhouse kicks on the severely surprised faces of their masters, is believed to have distilled a pure essence of chuck norris before the mysterious formation of a crater several miles across in the general location of his home, a delightfully pink growth on your upper ceilings which we can assure you does not taste of strawberry in any way shape or form, exactly why the presence of a sofa caused him to scream and run we may never know, endure until the moodless wilt of nothingness.
There is a metal otter on my desk and a steel owl on my roof, there is also a spider. It has not moved for some time, I fear it has expired.
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