"Smoke the weed." Drew said "Before it drills into ur skull inside ur brane and eats the tescticles of inside your balls outside of your stomach... in the grass lies a dead cattle.
We, "Eat many beef cows!" Medium mike said in a cool tone; "Cool i'm typing fast! oops, how can I only type with only one hand?"
I have half a brain. But, that is not what im trying to find out, "How i feel?"; talking out of my true mouth, "Tell me how to assmilk?" I wanted to know.
"Hehe.", I laffed; Chanting the sound "trip trip trip"
"How does it come to this?!; But, whichever the circumstances of my death, I will die with in·ef·fa·ble faith in the communist future of the humanity." I shouted exclaimationly.
The communist future of humanity for sale, anyone interested?" My friend said questioningly.
COMM-U-N-N-N-IST... my Communism takes the pain away, spread a little Communism around the world...." We sang together.
"I note in passing that the stereotypical American communist female longs for much larger than natural female beef brains; Presumably to maintain the proportion to her own size from his sisters, which has female family's genetic infrastructure, to feel a need for brains to drop out, and as well as waist sizes that will give the next generation
a demand for even more disproportionally large industry".)
"Fuck you!", president bush, growing outside the walls of the church, started walking up the stairs of the lighthouse, with the light shining through the clouds, actually the bush was growing up the stairs.
I won't be receiving this, "This is just a dream, this just another dream! So fuck you whoever is reading this, you know you are tangled from being rubbed for 80 or 90 years. I want to tell all of you fucking cocksuckers and I mean this when I say, "You can come kill me if you don't like what I am writing, you probably now think I am writing this to feel better about myself." You know. "Fuck you!" he said repeatdly.
"Damn right!?" we couldn't tell who what saying what...