April 6/365 Everyone knows his name

Toddler. Whiner. Garbler. Leaking gas bag. Pudgy sack of decaying McDonald’s patties. Piggedy-eyed lumpen mole rat. Small-fingered sniggering gotcha guy. The worst. (No, there’s more.) Mewling beef-witted mushfungus. That blob of goo floating in the storm sewers. (Not a fuckwit – he’s not worth the fuck, nor deserving of wit.) A rotting vain pompion braying nonsense. Worth nothing, whatsoever.

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4 thoughts on “April 6/365 Everyone knows his name

  1. I think you should start a business that makes “greeting” cards to send to that-blob-of-glue-floating-in-the-storm-sewer-like people… you have such a way with words.

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