Hep squirts (OOOH Yeah) : When he sees corn on the cob he instantly feels insanely insecure. --- When I saw the taunting dessert tray try to casually float by all coy and unannounced, pre-mammalian centers my brain assumed control and sang into existence a big, ripping tongue erection. --- Cory and his sour flavored cryptovoice were sentenced uncalandered seasons of joyous rapturecore. (Of Course!) --- I mockingly apologized for my sly irreverence. --- Miraculous menus of resurrected restaurants. --- Time to harvest the seasons crop of chick-gut. --- I’m sorry my death isn’t more entertaining. --- Using inexcusable humor to crack through time. --- Axiomatic absurdities. --- It’s hard not to laugh at a fat man with an outie belly button stuck in an outhouse. --- Though a nice enough person in person he was a joyous font of infinite improbable Face book assholery. (Of course that sentence is purely speculative and in NO WAY is meant to be self referential. I’m too self reverential for that.) --- Disco Panda, dipping into the pool but desperate for perfection. --- Confusing closure of unclothed chronic constipation and the take home prize for competitive flatulence. --- Collecting and cataloguing vintage burps. --- Caught off guard by the overwhelming charm of distractingly pretty smiles. --- Food, laughter, foolish writing, (?) I do it unless I don’t.
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