The Spice

Almost ready to go live but then again isn't that just an open grave in the sea of thought, like a sea lion fucking a walrus and telling em its OK he wore protection only to figure out that it was actually asbestos old spice and a candy apple.  So you thought I was done with all that shit you read before?  This is exclusive shit all inclusive and its gonna be a long time in the coming, so it should be nothing short of epic....

or like an epitaph for the fall of idea's that was the million man march of vulgarity and perverse auditory experience.  Yeah these sentences have the runs like my ass after I eat little Caesars covered in Louisianan hot sauce, but I thought you might need a little something to persuade you to actually pick up something you cant read on your mobile os based device, aka brain dick worm embryo implanter.  Yeah we all have em and probably love em....but this is special shit, its my preferred volume to read on, its so prehistoric its like the t rex of text diggleberrys and all.  So get spiced up with life and the like and snort shot gun shells till your ass comes off your nose and your dick snots out bb's this is just the beginning of the end so fuck what you heard.  And yes this shit is just absurd, like contraband from the land of the lost I got the biscuit with aids jelly the Yogoda giant tossed.  Did I mention this was only the start?  Or was that just the art of sound called shit squishin every time you fart?  
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