These mother-fuckers over here, I poo-poo all over them… If they stick their head out of a window and look up, that’s my asshole. Raining liquid diarrhea across the land.
I don’t even use turn signals anymore, I just throw little pieces of shit at people’s cars in traffic to let them know which way I’m going.
Sometimes I’ll get tools involved, a turkey baster works really well. Fill it up and go terrorize ATMs or anywhere people are required to touch. Gas pumps, door handles, grocery store produce sections, flea markets.
When we finally figure out how black holes work, I have no doubt.. I’ve always known.. that’s actually my asshole out in space, shitting all over another dimension.
None of this is true, just having a tough day.
Fun
dawn 