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De-population is the edict, not just notion, of a genocide diagnostic
or of a burgeoning Nigerian democracy that's militarily enthusiastic
with countless Winnie Mandelas who're egotistical & protagonistic.
โ€œWhat's for supper?โ€ I asked my mommy who often provided food.
โ€œGarbage! Mounds of it!โ€ She duly replied not even remotely rude.
โ€œHoly Moses!โ€ I moaned havin' recently had useless surgery again.
โ€œShut your cake hole!โ€ Barked she harshly like Barbie does to Ken.
CALM RUSE??? JUST FOR YOU! THE ULTIMATE
OPPORTUNITY OF A LIFETIME! FOR SALE:
dozens of photographs of ****** Tom
Cruise including up-close ones of
his left knee, a peek at his
lower ******* from Zena
Beach and, for hard-core
collectors only, 3 ounces of
runny puke (cottage
cheese covered in
natural muco-
pus) from a
movie set.
the powerful energy of her ***** with a tightly-cinched brassier
from Russia. "Here, let me bind your ******* in this Soviet-era bra!"
Her Georgian granny exclaimed while gerbils burrowed into
Hillary's brain like dust mites in a gay-rights parade.
I frequently eat noodles with a fork when I'm forking around
with a bowl of pork, fresh from a pig, a lifeless pig, a pig
of no consequence, a swine with no name. Oh Monster
Rogers! I never liked Joe Negri. He made
my grandmother's *** tired.
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