so what exactly goes into my stickmix? let me think. in there goes.................... fuck all cuz i don´t fucking use sticks. if i want to get my hands all smelly and greasy i might ass well jack off. or write this.
oh. i was invited today to join a secret society, a sect, maybe a cult even? it is all very mysterious and shadowy at this point. i have only met what i presume is the crown general, the sun god, the lemmy of this tribe yet and he, as you would expect from a man of such allure, was very secretive and would only let me in on what he called the "sole and soulful" purpose of this transuniversal movement: the appreciation and pursuit of carp and vagina.
i started out to strike up a sponsorship deal with (pleaseinsertbaitsponsonamehere) and that´s what i get for my efforts? well i´ll join anyway. maybe i can be assistant sun god or deputy lemmy. and then get sponsored by horst & klaus baits.
so if you see me on the bank in a swim next to you, please take one of my rods, break it and stick it straight into my eye. please then proceed to act as normal and pay your taxes and maybe change the colour of your hair once, maybe twice bianually. fuck off.
be more likeable!
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