(14) I eat fleas. (15) I have V.D. ~ A cherry pie hides cherries until the lid comes off. It's that way with a primary wife. She bears no fault with her serious threats to butcher you, to disown you, to **** you for no reason. Once the pudding's turned, the plastic spoon is on stand-by. Each day roaches are crushed, snakes & chickens are beheaded, pigs are bled to make linoleum. There's a hole in my floor. Porky must die! Unwanted toe nails are a pain. They're nothing like teeth because loose teeth aren't shod in shoes. Let me enjoy the beaches that you have in your huge and intelligent brain. Ashanti is my middle name except I spell it with a C between the S & H, and instead of ending with an I, mine ends in EY. I got hairy ****. That's good from a young opossum's point of vantage. The freshest o'-woe-is-me introspective poem winds, & whines, its way "whinily" into French ports veered directionally.