Aquila
Monkey God
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- Sep 23, 2002
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There comes a time when one just wants to jump up, stick a rock in a gym sock and start beating people about the head and shoulders until the sock is coated in the feces inundated blood of ones lesser oponent. When one wishes to jump up and scream I will not sit here victim of circumstance to shaved midgets with barbed rusty dildos, and their eager whims to maltreat your tender rectum. This time comes when shit piles so high that one needs but only open one eyelid to view the corn from last years meal, mummified and gleaming opulent yellow, as if a reflector on a ten speed bike. This time spoken of in legend as if merely whispering it would bring forth the streams of carnally crazed satanic goats that wish no more than to sodomize and otherwise spew their seed over the earth.
Beware the goats.
Beware the goats.