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| quote: | Originally posted by Renzo
Mary Poppins is such an incredible asshole sometimes. I mean, here you have this whore who likes to fly around in an umbrella for no apparent reason other than to piss us off. Are we supposed to believe birds will never shit on her umbrella? Oh really, Mary? Are we supposed to believe birds will never interrupt your little flight with a proper turd appreciation thread? Listen, Mary, in the world I live in birds get diarrhea and shit all over your umbrellas. They do. It’s life.
This bitch thinks she’s cool cause she can spell supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Yeah well, Aryandamasuniwazamui Madhani, my neighbor, is twelve years old and spells better than Microsoft Spellcheck, but you don’t see him waving his cock around and flying around in umbrellas. Have you ever seen an Indian flying around in an umbrella? You know how ridiculous that would look? |
Aryandamasuniwazamui Madhani. Oh god yes. That's an amazing name. Say it out loud. Aryandamasuniwazamui Madhani. It just rolls right off your tongue like cat semen. Pedigree cats though, not those cheap whore pound cats, hell no. It's completely different. Because they haven't been looked after. Psychological issues, don't you know.
Not all of them, but most. It's a cruel place, Renzo, the pound. And it's a cruel life. Imagine if you were locked up in a small cage and beaten until you scream? Yeah, I know. Awesome. Especially if you you're wearing stockings with suspenders. But it's not like that at the pound. They have noise restriction laws, so you can't scream. Even if the stockings are too tight.
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