The filthy honey-dipper wouldn't quit no matter how ****** was the quality of the state prison's septic tank ****. "I'm a romantic who'd rather make homosexy love instead of total scorched- Earth war after rubbing analgesic ointment on my pink **** when it's super sore!" He would at times proclaim because a recent accident, with a poor ***** who resembled climate-crazy Al Gore, made his hair-free hind leg lame when he was unfairly imprisoned 12 miles southeast of icy Bangor, Maine.