complete_piece_of_shit
ass facely
artificial
dirt
is
what
i
make
demand
is
low
so
i
make
it
slow
when
i
am
done
at
the
end
of
the
day
i
shove
it
in
a
hole
so
no
one
will
know
010122
...
god
artificial
knee
is
what
i
make
.
demand
is
high
,
so
i
hired
a
bunch
of
guys
.
when
i'm
done
at
the
end
of
the
day
,
i'm
outbid
on
e
-fuckin'-bay.
010223
...
florescent light
artificial
happiness
is
what
I
make
demand
is
high
so
I
try
and
I
try
when
I
am
done
at
the
end
of
the
day
I
wonder
-
have
I
decieved
myself
or
am
I
really
all
that
I
say
?
010224
...
firehunden
i
don't
make
,
i
take
.
i
am
a
complete
piece
of
shit
.
010225
...
Aimee
My
car
,
is
THE
complete
piece
of
shit
.
That's
right
Bessie,
you're
a
dirty
whore
010225
...
penis flying
artificial
shit
is
what
i
make
.
demand
don't
exist
so
i
make
it
with
a
twist
.
when
i'm
done
at
the
end
of
the
day
,
i
rip
off
my
pants
and
shout
"
HURRAY
!"
010331
...
velvet spasm
i
don't
need
love
to
make
a
fool
out
of
me
.
hey
rick
.
010331
...
nocturnal
know
what's
a
complete
piece
of
shit
?
finals
.
that's
all
there
is
to
say
about
that
.
010509
...
god
poop
010518
...
kx21
It
is
none
other
than
Star
or
one
of
the
common
attributes
of
Stars
?
010519
...
paste!
artificial
crab
is
what
i
make
it's
not
what
i
wish
because
it
is
fish
but
who
really
cares
you
idiot
tongue
it
tastes
just
like
crab
and
not
like
a
lung
.
010613
...
complete piece of shit
hairy
areola
010712
...
silentbob
im
through
being
cool
and
he
keeps
telling
everyone
about
me
like
that
im
such
a
fool
and
that
im
so
deceptive
010713
...
Casey
it
wouldn't
bother
me
that
much
,
except
for
the
fact
that
it
keeps
pluging
the
toilet
010713
...
johnny west
That
would
be
me
.
Ha
!
010714
...
nocturnal
I
am
so
gonna
have
to
kick
your
ass
.
010714
...
kingsuperspecial
artifical
words
is
what
I
make
and
demand
is
out
of
sight
I'd
gladly
kick
you
in
the
groin
if
you'll
rub
my
hackelmoin
010721
...
birdmad
c'est moi
030711
...
le corbin mort
how
apropos
that
my
admission
of
such
is
crowned
by
the
proof
of
it
.
030711
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from