Chapter 14: Yogurt Tastes Better Than Money, Human

A sweaty, wrinkled sock lies motionless on the floor of my disgusting bathroom. I got a 4 on the term test offered to incoming students. Stabbed with pens in the eye, ripped veins in the face of a human. Beautiful rainbow chocolate happy sexy bombs in Iraq. Digging shovels for sand sharks with ragged gravel.
The President of the United States has strong muscles and arms. He is tight and toned, tanned and in tip-top shape. He bent me over the desk in the Oval Office and Officially pounded my sad ass. He grabbed me by the ears and whispered through clenched teeth, "I will take away your virginity!!!!"
This is not an accusation, armored cops in black ski masks.
In the information age we can expect a lot of three-dimensional typos. Vacant lots full of damaged snakes and apricots.
Through the prism of my unclean mind, a family of squirrels live peacefully in my backyard while Rome is burning. I feel a slow motion scene in my head of George W. Bush driving a flaming chariot across deserts of happenstance, screaming righteous Biblical passages and flecks of spit. The mangled corpses of raped women and char-broiled babies paving the path for American Liberty and National Justice, all licensed by the FCC. Faith-based organizations bow at the very nudge of his knees.
A swarm of killer bees descends on a family in Rhodes Island. New York City stands tall against the firestorm of hatred.
Seattle leans towards the killer skies, and Dallas, Texas takes it easy with a cigarette in stride.
San Francisco wipes gays and Los Angeles pounds with the best of a thousand years. Slaming violet testicles upon a wall of angel fire. Destroying all that was lost from the Holocaust, an asteroid eraser with the sound of a million loons calling to Sirius.
Beating around the Bush, hitting old ladies in the head for 55 dollars. Is there our way or the highway? Is nothing lost? Does nickels aren't because whereabouts?
Verily I leant toward him, and whispered, "CHEESE!!!!!! YOU FUCKING JACKASS!!!!"
He blearily awoke with a start, and I smelled his foot. Disgusting. Lame brain, chicken turkey blowhard Rapheal Jesus pickles vagina omen O'Malley. Happy Virgin Mary. Happy Everything and a year. Goodbye to all tomorrows and hello to all of yesterday's todays. Suprise to Vanessa for her child is dying.
A basket of bagels was the gift I gave to a growing crowd of older men. Simply put, impressions are first and foremost. A purple welt on my face from being whipped with a chain of thorns.
Disgusting.