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Oh it’s so good I farted

In by Wyatt on August 28, 2010 at 10:15 pm

It’s a cheese-drenched wedge of thick cripsy potato slammed in the scented fat of a youthful colt’s adrenal glands. It’s thinner than paper and lighter than an apostrophe, clinging to the breeze and sticking to ephemerality like a dove in a bubble, singing rich anthems in juicy warbles. It’s the hearty blamph of the chorus bass after a brutal bridge of enriched beats and static excitement, catalyzing expansion and subtracting negation formation, creating and creating and creating. It’s the blue biro on a soft page, soaking up sentiment and mirroring edgless possibility.

It is freedom and passion, unbridled and yeilding.


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