No, im the walk on super star for you fish adventure my deer
flipper, you fuck. So on your fatefull pelican dive, slurp
in the spitoon and mount and don't to the tune of the late
Liberace's blastoff. Wash that mouth off while clams get
their rocks off and crack up like the two Cory's. Meanwhile
I'll snort lines right out the blowhole and go belly up
gladly. Fuck it! Just ride the wave and imagine such mishaps
in Coon Valley, Wisonsin.
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