His brain is a Big Mac.
His soul is a Big Mac.
Special sauce is oozing out of his eyes, ears, and mouth.
His brain is a Big Mac.
His soul is a Big Mac.
Special sauce is oozing out of his eyes, ears, and mouth.
Motherfucker, I am not joking.
Motherfucker, I am not joking.
but fall up
into the sky
and all your drunk friends
watch you float away
look at their faces:
round flat and
expressionless
commemorative plates
sold after midnight
on a forgotten
television station
but fall up
into the sky
and all your drunk friends
watch you float away
look at their faces:
round flat and
expressionless
commemorative plates
sold after midnight
on a forgotten
television station
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