cNutgroist

He's sinking back into the depths of hell from whence he came and even the curly parsley on the left died of asphyxiation, having been unable to take the stench of his shitty lips. They say the flat-leaf parsley stalks on the right, sturdier relatives to the curly, beheaded themselves rather than sniff the hot-shit-and-brimstone hum from within. We still don't know if he'll make it all the way down the blue plastic passageway into satan's hot red intestines before the girlfriend makes me chuck him out.
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