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Pt. 2

In guts of the ragged teal rutabaga we found Ronald McDonald in his teal yuletide yardstick antler. He tried to saw off my left tooth and was met with BIG CRUSHER from vain brain. Vain Jeff went to Jane and smashed her head in with tongue of ant and went to poor milk to milk his cock in shifting mixolydian hurtles. I was not prepared prepare the doomsday nipple. Went out to wish hut yesterday when out to wish of yes the day was Monday the 35th of Occidental Epsilon went to retrieve my own soul from soul eater 2 electric fuck you man if you ever say some dumb shit like that to me again I will Saturday I went to go and meet some fiends of despair we opened our mouths agape and gazed at VHS blurs of the post-iridescent proto-nigger Bloomberg hell shapes. A triangle of fission burst into my urethra which was now a clump of packing penises and turned the Styrofoam into beautiful Nubian goddess. Was not satisfied with packing peanut penis so shipped Nubian giantess back to Amazon where she belonged but Amazon thought I meant Amazon so they fed her to snake mother. Pearls were not swine and ate pigs for breakfast. Bacon. Need vain lane. Car crashed into left lane looking for lame brain. Jeff where are you. Jeff please come back you're not that dumb. Jane come back. Jane please I'm an antler for Eden. I branch off and fall like two of a kind peas in a pod mix up my urine with yours and we cross the streams don't blue with red it's like Deuteronomy or was it Aristotle or was it Sissy Sissy you're dopenose Sissy Pissy. I wish I was Space 2.0 wish it was hut of Nubian Amazon Space 3.0 not 2.5 but 3.1 you are now in the CRUSH ZONE take a seat and beat your meat and meet the meat bacon 'n' eggs or maybe just hard to defeat these days but even if it were not like you crush zone on the teal hellscape of shifting Mixolydian diatribes slash you in the face with my katana Kitana is my main in Mortal Kombat Ku Klux Kick you in the fucking brain Jeff is dead I am urethra I sifted through my fisted dog and packing peanuts and found mashed potato anus. Media went out of commission on Saturday because of all this. Now I am husk, destroyer of Pizza Hut faggots. Go make your thin crust. Go make your international playboy. Golden goo wreaks havoc on slash key. Key to cellular nipple. Antenna of ant tooth diatribe Of mashed potatoes. Amazonian Amazon amazing. The shift to slashes from tildes will make us truly the greatest antlers of Eurthymics. If you are not a fan of antlers, consider yourself a branch of the nigger we term "neo-platonic post-pre-tentacle-of-Deuteronomy proto-philosophical troglyodykes." You should be proud of this position you dome dope. Dope chrome. Shalom biome. Blow it all up. Cross our urine streams and nuke Eden.