OH BABY. Eddie can't get enough! When it comes to burning rubber and googling his horns your's turly is to be having quite the addiction dilema. To go out into the world or to draw the curtains and dive into the seedy realm of search engines and sexy bike horns! Whats a boy to doo???
Showing posts with label bitch crash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bitch crash. Show all posts
Friday, September 25, 2009
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Thursday, August 13, 2009
Minifestation
My own holy aura manifest into this shit stain of a planetary intelligence is more or less exactly as it appears. I am a holy prophet of this new age in the exact same way as was/is Mickey Mouse. This world whose appetite is never to be filled has now a face. This sexual appetite, this television hunger, this bloated belly, this fit furnished house of ill repute can now be seen for what it is. Do it and wilt shalt be the hole of the law - the black hole that ties you to your days of mediocrity and political cartooning. The arteries of the heart are clogging and no serpent shall girt it, rather girth shall guard it from further illumination. This is the turth, the hole turth and nothing but the turth.
Eat your own shit for once,
ee
8/13/9
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bitch crash,
blow me,
do it and wilt,
drop dead,
faceplant,
go fuck yourself,
holy laws,
hot carl,
wipeout
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