A DANGEROUS WORLD OF VIOLENT ******* runs honkies

from Harlem; wipes the **** away with Charmin; buzzes my smoke

alarm man! I'm in a seated position when I sit, below a monkey pit.

Good old "******* pills." You can't **** without them. No one cuts

bulls in flight; cracking sassy in Tiffany's China shop on a Saturday

night. I want to wolf barbecue pork rinds in bed with Cheryl Hines;

use my prong-horn to ram her; nail a dolphin with a sledgehammer.

I'll love you Cheryl when your 9½ toes rot off, when your hair curls

to 1 undertone, puckered like a crone, sacked through a ***** bone.