To make satanical this Christ Mass tide in honor of boor Buck Hill, we'll surpass Buck's 12-tide rampages of violate, mutilate, ****, ****
as my ****-list narrows to preclude dietarily donkey, slug, duck, seal
under glass, curdled with cream, to render a quick hockey puck still
on a flat prat plat where junkies define quāāludes as a hard-luck pill