Your Entire Body, Immersed in Liquid Butter

Release all bad jizz jazz out of your soul's shell, I don't mind, it's a fast way to boil cash and burn pure cocaine for fuel, I am not a fast car, I am Mater...play this negative reinforcement over all stations, I've got to counteract it then sell the antidote as green liquid. Drink it and shove,it up raocow's third stomach hole in his eye. Notice how red the pupil is. Notice it is dilating. Notice that I am notifying you that your entire crop of raining money swipes on red shiny blood sandwich mirror, no swiping, is being burned. Explore the flames through proactive Spanish bands that use lots of echo- a blue triangle spray, Agent Orange and Agent 1776's shoe-phonetic sidewalk pickup have made the Aerican Empire cucked again. A grape example for our children. Fermented in cryostasis tank barrels for 2000 years in the Arctic ice, drink and die, drink or die, I'm so in your face the kicker on the bottle broke the cranium. Your face, which nobody has in full, but I have your nose, I remember he performed on a neon Telemiracle stage, dead eyed. slowly pulling trigger as the chldren's voices rise upwards in an innocent downward spiral of drunken peasants. On video and in a live podcast. Milo hates you. Burn the tollbooth. Run.

The Mountain Goatse Present the Recursive Psychic Bullshit Stare Theatre, Starring Steve Roachclip as Richard D. Jonestown (Selected Ambient Turds, Vol. Heinz 57

And where to run to? And how now? And so what? When the last Golden Girl dies, the aureate Nutshack era will collapse, it's a cool story but it needs more frogs, maybe save Pepe, call broken arrow maybe, and this is hazy, the famous London frog, magic large lipped entity we must appease to prevent the Ley lines fracturing, don't save Pepe actually, save yourselves. Pictures of the melting world, your entire body is immersed in butter, afterwards you are strapped to a cat, free energy, drink Tesla's piss and you'll recieve golden cash acid down your throat, there's no such thing as a freemium brunch, Super Mario gun run for the cube, dissected cats, dissected gummy thingy, Innyrd Skynyrd for yer lymbyc systym or my name isn't Crescendo McLongtitle, God of the Astronauts, post-rock master baiter, 8/8 m8 get the fuck out.