“This party is turning out to be the turd-encrusted cherry on the top of my shit-shake of a day.”
“...and - holy shit was this song bad. It was like the singer was stabbing my ear with a dagger made of dried turds.”
“...big as a horse turd floating in a milk shake."Wyatt Dixson”
“Naked Mr. America, burning frantic with self bone love, screams out: "My asshole confounds the Louvre! I fart ambrosia and shit pure gold turds! My cock spurts soft diamonds in the morning sunlight!”
“pretty please, with a cherry on top of me!”
“But you’re out of another world old kid … You ought to live on top of the Woolworth Building in an apartment made of cutglass and cherry blossoms.”