“I now call to disorder the 225th Annual Gala of the New York Society of Scatological Illuminati,” cried a goat-masked Reverend O'Palomar to the assembled pilgrims whilst simultaneously frigging his gargantuan, hairless root, squeezing out a ‘hot carl’ upon the saran-wrapped face of a severely retarded four-year-old girl and transubstantiating a plastic bag of Manishewitz wine that was IV’ed directly into the brain of a sedated mullah.
Date Written: May 6, 2003 Author:qualcomm Average Vote: 4.5714
Comments:
05/6/2003anonymous (5):
05/6/2003Will Disney (4): holy crap
05/9/2003Phony Millions (4): fecal ecstasy
05/12/2003Ewan Snow (5): Extra points for doing it in one sentence.
04/4/2004scoop (5): Thick with stuff, biological stuff. In the end we're all just poop and boogars and hair, right?
10/26/2004TheBuyer (5):
03/15/2005Mr. Positive (5): A triumph!
03/15/2005John Slocum (4): say, excellent wine reference. Pretty good short also.