I'm a manipulator.
One of the best.
I turns things to my side.
And does it with a smile.

I take nuts and make them believe.
I'm the best for their reality.
Various nuts believes in me.

I'm one of the best racist to be.
Trace it top my heritage.
I'm a treasure art.
Created by the media.
Who honestly inspired by me.

I'm Donald J. Nutt a media fantasy.

I'm honored to be your president.
Well, if elected.
Who?
But me deserves to represents the nuts of the world.

After all, they have been exposed.

Hey, I already told you that you were a little bit crazy.
What did you think—that I was completely nuts?
Come on, Cashew, and shake that walnut-sized brain of
yours, and then we’ll try to put together a decent menu.
Still, I ought to kick you in those itty-bitty sunflower seeds,
those ones that you claim to be your source of protein.
Hey, Macadamia Breath, accidentally lose the ******* hula
dancer and then fire the impending search-and-rescue party!
Your tropical trail mix was no good for each other.
You need a vacation from this deserted island, Captain Crunch.
Go down south and get yourself the businessman’s special.
You know—some old-fashioned brazil nuts.
Yeah, that’s the two-tickets-to-paradise, for sure.
Fool, you really do need to buff up the old almond.
Do I need to open up the **** aluminum lid for you?
You’ve been stuck inside this assorted, mixed can that you
try to refer to as an extra bedroom for nearly nine months.
Get out and take in a little hike and bike
right after you do the wake and bake.
Maybe you should go slow roast yourself at the beach a little.
Why don’t you go to the mountains and try to become one of those
pine nuts that end up in all of those overpriced health cereals?
Hey, Snickers, those dank trees really are beautiful, you know.
Would you quit acting like a frikkin’ flax seed already?
Just admit that it’s almost payday, for criminy sakes!
You pathetic Mister Peanut, you.
Please, Saint Chestnut, give this completely lost consumer strength
from high above store aisle number nine.
Number nine.
Number nine.
Number nine.
Listen to me, Nutt Sack, will you shake those tiny little beer
nuts that no one can seem to stomach anyway?
First of all, they are becoming way too stale just sitting around here,
so if you continue to wait any longer, they will petrify—and then we
will eventually be forced to call you teeth-breaking Corn Nuts!

lil taffy two tugs would wake up to the dawn,leaping to his laptop searching sites for ****,thanking stephen hawkins, also mr gates,grateful of technology, while taffy masterbates.the boyo bashed his bishop, most of all his life,now pc world was better and cheaper than a wife,lubrication, change of hands, oil and vaseline,lesbians, fat fetishes, and threesomes on his screen,but poor ole taffy passed away, his family in disgrace,trousers round his ankles, a smile upon his face,but two tugs died so happy, while he had a vid on,undertaker done his nutt,,,,he could'nt get the lid on.

What’s it like
To be a nutt bust muse?
Does the force send over vibes
When I’m busting a nutt
While thinking of you?
Nutts in shells
Will sort of do

I was ignorant,
like a little rant,
a care free nutt job,
but now i sob,
i recall the events,in true HD,
every nook and detail,
they wont just stop,
the memories,the conversations,
my blood vessels threaten to pop,
she came like a thief,
found me all stiff,
i could go down on my knees and beg,
baby come back home,
come back to my embrace,
but my stride,
its a matter of pride,
i wont look back,its bad luck,

like a thief,
she stole my most valuable possesion,
got me in an obsession,
like a thief,
she took flight,
dissapeared into the night,
no warning,no explanation,
now to pick up the pieces,
and start all over again,
the cycle begins a new!

Keeping inside in ur womb for like 9 months,
Requires a lot of guts,
By making ur dreams shut,
N I know this is more hard than cracking a nutt....

Carrying my weight without being concern about ur fat,
Protecting me by giving shade in the form of mat,
Giving me birth without carrying about wrinkles ,which is threate,
N welcoming me with a big smile, even though u suffered a lot of sweat....

By giving me the support of ur fingers,u taught me how to walk,
U were were like the umbrella who always soak,
My sleep were so delightful bcauz of ur heavenly laps,
I know bcauz of me u were only taking few naps....

I m lucky to be ur daughter,
Ur blessings is all which matter's,
Whenever my confidence broke, u always showed me ladders...
U r the reason for all my laughters,

Whenever I m in pain , I sense ur worry,
U became my shadow against the world which is full of misery,
Why mom's are so good n it's still a mystery,
N trust me mom cannot be replaced n this is a history..