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yees. time to use english and make it look like you know lots of big words and acronyms, but you don't really know what it means. "so.. I once was at this corporeal party where this quintessential band was playing their requiem at such a cardiovascualr pace, I had to regurgitate my breath!" |
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I'm full of it. blood that is. |
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no I'm sorry |
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Just call me Captain Disaster and the Slapdown Crew |
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captain disaster and the slapdown crew. HEY! |
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what the... heck hooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!! |
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well, aren't you the "thoughest" poster?! |
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maybe, dont push me... ill snap out on you doh! geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez kid |
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Your posts my dear friend are exhibits of introvertive scatology. |
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Well, I can't stack all these tables, but I can definitely drain your moat and balance a cup on a triangle. If you want your tables stacked then you've come to the wrong place. |
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well.. it seems the torque is calling me to arms. |
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several freudian glitches seem to be apparel to the second-hand leverage. |
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The affianced repartition was a supercilious affront to my predilections and so it was that this quotidian profundity was disseminated to ubiquitous levels appropriated for only the most affixed memes of the human cultural psyche. |
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dont make me dessilate your enTIRED species of thoguht with my curvacious cannon squelcher, or the mandrake will have your tooty fruity oh rooty neck of a taste to see shapes. |
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"Corporeal party" you say? I abhor such motes, for they vitiate gala and sate only those who delight in prating and railing. Forgive me for flaying, but I once dated a quadriplegic bellydancer. Oh, how she librated... |
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The inset of rigor mortis, ulcerous corruption and decay Saponified fats lather as soap as you slowly eat yourself away... Organs savaged by rotten enzymes, rennin and rancorous cysts A festering abcess immersed in ravenous autolysis... Breaking down of dead tissue fuels methane gases A smouldering human compost-heap of self-digested haemorrhage... Emulsifying carnage, your purpulent torso is mummified A mortified, marbled feast for drooling parasites... Your lungs consumed in gore, slime and worm encrusted Brittle tests eroded in hot, corrosive succus Adhering to the bone, tissue necrosis a maggot feast A cadaveric crematorium, gaseous spumescence leaks.. (Solo: parasitic flesh resection) (Solo: matted fungus, spawn, eggs, bacteria, germs, mould and meat) Your rump sustaining hostile organisms -Mould, eggs and larvae Peptonized spleen, liver and kidneys -A wasting, degenerate slime Septicaemic mutation -Of rancid meat and writhing life Psychedelic, pustular platter of gunge -Come and take a bite... Dormant fungoid growths On the smarting human host Come bathe, cleanse and wash With livor mortis and dry rot... ...Lice and ticks... Flesh matted with hatching spawn Endo-parasites incubate in the warmth Mortician's implements to tap and bleed The swarming insects' seed... ...Lice and ticks...expel bloody sick... Leathery skin bubbles as blue-bottles hatch Maggot infestation turns the rotting corpse black... Slushy bowels move as our friends squirm Flatulent belches - dry, festered and warm... |
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the quernstone, not several, applicable only by illumination to frequent cornerhoppers... not after supper at least! |
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i smelt the beast beneath the patio of trussles, liek electric elephants on steroids, we peered betwixt the dusty holds of mortar and steel, into the bottomless chasms of our own insignificance. |
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bedazzling, simple sine-equational correctional-facilities are not rendered near equatorial forecasts! |
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New challenge: Try to rhyme using advanced inglish language special moves |
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interconnecting several splines of rambunctious pain reverse verses playing laqrioux in spain relatively related spherical cannibalistic squelching revoke the proposal to besiege me editorial errors hang on the tip of the oxymoron trial enters several times, eat me. |
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ah...now my mind's outreaching claspings see with crystal vision the means to which that squarepusher composes his mighty verses a skill aquired by way of not this medium, mine curses be |
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someone should put these lyrics on a track superimpose them quaintly over the bass curse the microcosmos, adore the tie-rack exceptionally good reception. |
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