I SPEAK FOR THE TREES!
(the big fluff trees say that blue barbaloots in their barbaloot suits eat one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish. I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam I am! I do not like them in a box, I do not like them with a fox. I do not like them on a train, I do not like them on a plane, I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them Sam I am.)




       Wayne University sucks. Go to MIT or something. They teach you about bubbles and stuff. And how they fly. And why they pop. And why there's swirly rainbow colors in your toilet. Now that brings us to the real question: Have you ever slit a nigger's throat and stood there to watch him bleed, and ask yourself, as the red liquid pours down his chest, "Can you believe its not butter?" ... and if its not butter, then what is it, really? Animal semen? Battery acid? Or even worse... mustard!? Shit! MUSTARD!!! EEEEEKKKK!!!! BOOBS! Are you blind!? There are too many k's.... DO RE MI FA SO LA TI DO! DO! A Deer! A really dead deer! RE! A really big machine gun! MI! A Name! I hit my head! FA! A drop of cum and purple grease! SO! I forgot the fuckin song! LA! The end! Why don't you go to hell!? TI! I drink, with lots of liquified naked dead bitches (I put them in the blender... to make dead bitch smoothies)! DO! I already told you what that was! For entertainment purposes only, Satan decided to make us put pictures at the bottom of the page.... Hope we can meet your fancy!