“I don't believe that viruses exist” Is a statement that really makes people pissed “But why” I ask, is your arsehole so sandy Come listen to me, and we'll drink some fine brandy We'll wash that sand right out of your crack And help get your paradigm on the right track You were created in the image of God Now that clue there should give you the nod To the fact that something so nanometrically small Couldn't cause you any disease at all “But God's not real” I hear you say Then let me explain it another way Let's start with the hypothesis that viruses are real Well that hypothesis doesn't stand, as studies reveal That under the strictest scientific controls Contagion theory is riddled with nothing but holes And without contagion, there's nothing to pass Now hand me that brandy and I'll wash out your arse Ahh that's better, now your bumhole isn't gritty We can continue the chat without you getting shitty They have NEVER isolated a “virus” from a poorly dude Then caused that same poorliness to exude From any another dude exposed to the culprit And that really should be the end of that bullshit “SO WHAT'S MAKING ME SICK THE SAME TIME AS THE MISSUS” You shout, as the sand returns, and your bum chocolate kisses Well you eat the same food, and breathe the same air And we all know there's toxins galore in there Then you drink the same water, and share the same stresses Such as your son, whose decided he's now wearing dresses EMF's, off gassing chairs, and experiencing the same seasons I could come up with a million reasons Women, when sharing the same space and time Phenomenally discover, their periods can align Have they all caught deadly tampon disease From a nanoparticle, drifting in a wayward sneeze I hope you've calmed down now, and stopped shitting farts Because this stress, you know, isn't good for your heart And I'm not a psyop, I just understand That its not good to walk around with an arse full of sand Or live in great fear of an imaginary bug So come here you daft bastard, and have a big hug
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LOL!!!!!!!!!!
Love this! And especially the farting chocolate kisses!!!!!!!!!
Someone, I donut rememble the name, if I ever knew, said this:
"Get moving! Because really, you don't want to leave your ass-print in the sands of time."
^_^
Just a hitch hiker dropping in. Thanks, Jean