beast mode: parrot lion
 

bwhahaha

Ron Artest the audience. And preach world peace to support all the kids
Spill blood on your cherry red Jordans knock-offs @ an Adidas Freestyle Tournament
I Metta chemist named Walter Black. And used Warner Brother quotes to throw the cops off
awesomeness. Atom bombs are gorgeous. And it’s ironic that C4 is the bomb name & the coordinates.
meet the cannon-ball cannibal. Gnaw your flesh. then use LeBron James sweatband as a last-resort tourniquet
Better hope I loosely located the venison and The Kings sweat synges shut your newly amputated skeleton.
Befriended governor from Walking Dead mixed with Herschel and his talking head
Using sworded blades to saw your neck. I guess the use of the word morbid here would be sorta ehh.
saw Pablo Picasso’s ink drawing Gustavo Fring starring in How the Grinch stole Katniss
Stuck his peenis in peetah, with 100% accuracy
It’s immaculate. See. The way I cleverly babble a piece. I ether Webbers with a scenic web that I spin at my leisure with pleasure.
lick the venom needles vernacular. Spackle, a witches keeeettle. dismembered pieces of cattle, I’m a Hindu priestess with candles.
Spectacular speed of my slanderous speeches. I’m sleeping commando
Not to be freaky, but so these bed bugs could turn into leeches. cause this penis ain’t gonna suck itself.
They evolve like Pokemon
I mean it will, if I practice yoga. After Gabe debugs the Morse code
And Master Yoda helps me master rape. Because you know, force.
He masturbates to 15 year old girls through gloryholes.
Just kidding, except , I’m tasteless not classless.
braiding cornrows on a pre-teen without her parents consent
I paint flowers on a molecular level. usurping to a fuller version.
Yo. Some call me an racist and I gotta disagree, not cause I’m not. I just can’t agree with a colored person.
a homorapien. That wasn’t a typo, I mean r and s are *kinda* close to each others surface.
sell my selfies for self monetary reasons. I steal then sell Monet’s out to Sweden
On a trust fall, I once fell forward. And the cost of out-living in itself’s, horrid
Outbidding Yoko Ono on the last of John Lennon self-portraits

Two major problems with this here:

1) A parrot lion is not an animal. You made it up.

2) I don't think you do or are most of the things you say you do or are in this piece.

thanks I appreciate it.

Y.0u
S.3em
L.0st


But holy jahosaphat, this was my tongue sleeping in Kate upton's peach tasting vagina.

Will read probably 5 more times!!!!!

I should.

Yves Saint Laurent?

I didn't like when there were too many pop-culture references. But I liked this part a lot:

Invite me next time, please.

I knew it was you, he said. Not to impress her, but as a nod to their familiarity and friendship.

Your style. Highly influenced by a style satirical in itself. The one upping in this case becomes a game of who can be more apathetic while remaining entertaining. This piece pulled it off flawlessly. You've presented carelessness with maximum effort, and I am impressed.

<3

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<3. Who the fuck wants it next