Today as I walked from my trailer home, to the post box I glanced down the hill, & .... (dum dum da dee dum) saw the dreaded 'shit sucker', a poorly designed sewerage removal truck, with a giant pump, poorly designed as in: U get a fine layer of methane in the air for a three hundred square meter radius, it stinks, it sticks to yer clothes, ur teef, godang methane every where.... faeces seems to be a reoccuring theme in this blog, very well indeed, wot else is my blog but an excuse to talk shit?
off topic: wot would U do?... when ur best girl gets seduced by a manwhore who chestrates, car break downs, rape fantasies, plays hero, steals love letters, love song mix tapes? weirdo.
back on topic: the shit sucker reminds me of weens invention, the shit mister, it sprays a layer of shit on the whole audience. It also reminds me how the fuzz ( not the rad 60's rock band, one of their many copy cat bands (in name only) failed and continue to fail Mike Patton (aka Mr Poo Poo) 's loyalty tests, they narked, they complained, they called security, they suck. They also failed Antwan the swans loyalty test, this was after ina drunken haze, danny apologised to keidis and made up with him, (not made out) cos lifes too short to make enemys, just enemas, anyways we was in LA, and they failed the test. the lesson, no one likes a snitch. peace out, one love Xox DoNkEy CoCk!
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