AMERICA: FROM THE DESK OF THE "ONE TIME" KING ORION CERVIO

america: under a reeling cobalt sky he was a pay-per-click marketing genius she had the very best tit job borrowed money could buy america: chunks of my heart on a hook what are you fishing for america: free speech pork bellies & king cabs america: the army finds itself not guilty america: citizen x calls her daughter sugarlump america: i was saying to myself you are me america: how can i go wrong with you on my side when it’s convenient america: freedom per square unit = $99.95 america: no i don’t think that smearing shit & menses on masonite boards & incising portraits of political figures in the mess is fine art because you call it cosmoligicaca america: & tito begat ruco who begat fatima who begat sanchez who fucked lourdes at a party & begat pepe who taught eddie to make a shank out of a swizzle stick america: crowds of men with middling faces will pay extra for the madonna to strip america: in which the greatest stoic on earth eats his own testicles & refuses a mini mustard condiment packet america: mister smith ejaculated over 50 times in the new fiscal quarter america: i’m prettier than her & he’s prettier than me america: you towheaded beauhunk with shoulders america: goatheads & bull thistle america: pan seared foie gras with vanilla green pepper & poached pear america: little johnny lunchmeat america: you fucked me & didn’t even give me a kiss first america: chicks are bear-bait if they’re on the rag out in the woods america: the dishwasher saved our marriage america: don’t be such a hog with the ham america: your mama’s nipples look like milkduds america: a broad puckered disbelieving face america: one paycheck away from being a baglady america: one of your false lashes has fallen into the frosting america: busted hymens & blood diamonds america: that was my pre-prozac post clitoradectamy phase

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