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>> No.10468086 [View]
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>>10465230
>>10465230
>>10465230
What a meme one, Mr. Pynch:
Can he even really feel?
His work's a stranger to itself, and it lacks mainstream appeal, Mr. Pynch
Like a phallic banana with a greasy black peel!

What a paranoid, Mr. Pynch
Your heart's an adenoid
Your brain is full of slothrops, you take cough drops and read Freud, Mr. Pynch
Plus you avoid ever staying employed!

You're a foul mouth, Mr. Pynch
You have shit-streaks in your smile
You wrote a coprophagic treatise 'bout a greasy pedophile, Mr. Pynch
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the greasy pedophile!

You've got dumb songs, Mr. Pynch
You're the 60s 4chan kid
You've got a closet full of more than sixty skeletons, Mr. Pynch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
"Bongs! Songs! Dongs"!

You're a soyboy, Mr. Pynch
You're the king of leftist ploys
You think's a weed's a hearty breakfast, you were racist as a boy, Mr. Pynch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

>> No.10424973 [View]
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>>10423648
Did you know that the Traverse family is related to Zoyd Wheeler from his other novel? There's a family tree on one of these pynchon wikis

The pynchon universe is like the view askewniverse

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>>10394966
What a meme one, Mr. Pynch:
Can he even really feel?
His work's a stranger to itself, and it lacks mainstream appeal, Mr. Pynch
Like a phallic banana with a greasy black peel!

What a paranoid, Mr. Pynch
Your heart's an adenoid
Your brain is full of slothrops, you take cough drops and read Freud, Mr. Pynch
Plus you avoid ever staying employed!

You're a foul mouth, Mr. Pynch
You have shit-streaks in your smile
You wrote a coprophagic treatise 'bout a greasy pedophile, Mr. Pynch
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the greasy pedophile!

You've got dumb songs, Mr. Pynch
You're the 60s 4chan kid
You've got a closet full of more than sixty skeletons, Mr. Pynch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
"Bongs! Songs! Dongs"!

You're a soyboy, Mr. Pynch
You're the king of leftist ploys
You think's a weed's a hearty breakfast, you were racist as a boy, Mr. Pynch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

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>>10373462
GRYNCHED

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>>10369144
"All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.”

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What a meme one, Mr. Pynch:
Can he even really feel?
His work's a stranger to itself, and it lacks mainstream appeal, Mr. Pynch
Like a phallic banana with a greasy black peel!

What a paranoid, Mr. Pynch
Your heart's an adenoid
Your brain is full of slothrops, you take cough drops and read Freud, Mr. Pynch
Plus you avoid ever staying employed!

You're a foul mouth, Mr. Pynch
You have shit-streaks in your smile
You wrote a coprophagic treatise 'bout a greasy pedophile, Mr. Pynch
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the greasy pedophile!

You've got dumb songs, Mr. Pynch
You're the 60s 4chan kid
You've got a closet full of more than sixty skeletons, Mr. Pynch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
"Bongs! Songs! Dongs"!

You're a soyboy, Mr. Pynch
You're the king of leftist ploys
You think's a weed's a hearty breakfast, you were racist as a boy, Mr. Pynch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

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