A maniac yells at me at a stoplight:
"Your car eats big poo-poo sticks from a
donkey's butt!!!!!" I'm tellin'you, you stupid sucka, up front, to SUCK MY CAR'S DICK! You fuckin'burnt lips
lookin' BLOWBUM!!! Cum-Guzzlin'stumble Bum-Fuck Walley Beave Huffin' Yeast Infected Dick
Breath!" Come out from under your crackbridge hideaway, THIS IS YOUR DYING DAY!
Hoooray!! This is the day you go in the trash! This Is The Day, We Throw You Away!!!
Hoooray!! Ah, yes, how the garbage suits you, you really would be out of place anywhere
else. That trash is really YOU! You Belong Together, Don't They Make A Lovely Couple? One
Dumpster Full Of Grimy Refuse, And You Laying On Top, Bloodied And BEGGING To Live. The
Marriage Made In Heaven, You And The Trash. And you're both being incinerated TODAY. That
puts a little
Zip-A-Dee-Goddamn-Doo-Dah
in my Fucked Up Day, I'll tell ya. Wait!......NEVERMIND!!!! Fuck You! You Die, Right Now,
Motherfucker! FUCK THE TRASH, I CAN'T WAIT THAT LONG!
Finally, I can't take any more,
and I answer:
Blam!Blam!Blam!Blam!Blam!
Blam!Blam!Blam!Blam!-Blam!
(the whole clip)
The TOILETSIDE READER
by Dr. Popeye X
© kurt otto 2012
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