bull shit

and so i've turned over myself and see what i came for. my baby coming out of shower, with that smell, that taste of her skin. i was playing my imaginary piano, seating on the ocean, talking with bin laden about my small hairbrush, while he cut of his ears with a blind knife. and i sing something like 'NY NY'. so, i attend on the louse living on his beard, teaching how to do plasmatic babies with chocolate and bubble gum, like macgiver did the atomic bombs.
this make me think: what a fuck! a whale's tail throw my ass in space, and now i must restart my porn reality show blowing sperm like a supernova. centered in creative laziness i spin the rainbow circle many times, waiting for... for... a thunder pussy. dude, i'll tell you the most stupid thing that you'll ever heard in your life. don't stop on the road, don't do this, please. i'm scared! i'm really hungry and i want to guard some moon crater. i put all silence on my pocket. flowers and air brushes feeling like a dog 500 ft under ice.

in the barn, smelling something strange, horny
Good'Dude