Daterape Cookbook - Thought Industry

I
Interstellar Combine Races Towards Pluto
Milk toast shag scabs greased lips
Propped north
A*s pastel pillows
Digest tight valentino damp boxes
Elmer's glazed moron teeth
Squeel rabbits drip baby
Oil
Cock mainline love malted
Mods carve the pig
Speared on their spits
Brent was bored rolling in his vomit on the chapel
Floor
Lost his bankcard then kicks creamy stalls urine
S**t 'gotta headache w***e
Permed hair whips farm boys wild
Gnashing groins
Prim blast hole
Screaming wilbur's fat dissolves
Nathan lurch
Elmer pulls out
Chipper New York
Ska skanks 78 speed
Pork steroid film protection
Dosed Shriner's tiny cars explode
Brent was bored picking on the fairy on the disco
Floor
Drowns in gossip and hears through the scene
That his girlfriend's a social w***e
Forgive her
So
Punch in her ribs and say you missed her
Fool you
Lose
Her life is nothing
Jane's life means nothing
II
Joppa Soy Field
Where's Philip Whalen
Bullie Jeb beats my a*s and his slut consumes my
Blue pills
The sand in my bubblegum cracks like a
Spoonful of ants
Inchworm
Write down
Pen all the
Trash in my head
Pearl cheek
Tattooed high
Four
Pastor boys caught in bed
No pants senator spotted
Owls R**e lumberjacks
Write down pen all the smut in
My forehead
Manure wagons stacked skunk w**d
Smoke crack
Blistered fannie
Helicopter cops mace wheat rows
Drunk beatniks escape in chevies
Naked man dance
Bonfire telemarketing grandma
Duc tape her mouth
And slit her throat
Brent was bored calling in a bomb threat to the
Republican ball
Drowns in gossip and hears through
The scene that his girlfriend 's a social w***e
You
W***e
Kick in her face and say you missed her
Fool
You lose
Her life is nothing
Jane's life means nothing
To you