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                                   presents
 
                              More From The Bums
 
                              by Gross Genitalia
 
                                Toxic File #31
 
Centre of Eternity 615.552.5747 HQ of Toxic Shock and The Esoteric Society
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                                    Hello.
                                 How are you?
                          I barely remember your name.
                            Don't dick around with me
                               When I have to pee
                        I know your petty little games.
                              Your little brother
                              Oh you mean James?
                          Yeah he gives good head alot
                            Sucks it long and hard
                              And then you come
                          And then he smokes his pot.
                                  Busch beer
                                 In the clear.
                             Drink it with a tear.
                                 In your eye?
                                 No your ass!
                           You stupid dumbfuck twit!
                         Oh you mean that Witch's tit?
                                  Superbowl.
                                 Lump of coal.
                          Will the Bangles really win?
                           Or commit a grievous sin?
                                  Will not!
                                   Will to!
                          Don't start with your shit
                          That the doggie's gotta DO.
                                   Why not?
                                     Why?
                                  Yer momma!
                                Yeah I know her
                              She gave birth to me.
                            On the side of the street
                                 In a dumpster
                       Some ugly trash filth had to hump her.
                         Then had to leave her, dump her.
                           Then I came out with a plop.
                               And NOW look at me
                                   I'm a flop.
                             Got nothing at all to do
                           Just sit here, talk with you.
                                   Is it dull?
                                  Is it boring?
                         Is that Barbara Bush a-whore-ing?
                                 I think it is!
                                I think it's not!
                            Oh shut up and suck my snot!
                                   Buy a bottle
                                  Get real drunk.
                           Topple down and sniff a skunk
                         In his asshole then just lick it
                        Drop your drawers pump it stick it
                       Till the policeman gives you a ticket.
                                   It's a crime!
                                 But worth a dime!
                           But I'm covered in rat shit!
                           So I won't even fool with it.
                           I am leaving I don't like you
                        Hope the niggers will all spike you.
                                    Why's that?
                                    Grease fat.
                            Stick a dildo in your hat.
                                     I'm gone.
                                    I'm leaving.
                           Hope yer here tomorrow heaving.
                          Puking chucking barfing scarfing
                             All the little bitty chunks.
                              And then you'll surely die
                           When you get harrassed by punks.
                                      So long.
                                      Farewell.
                               Auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
                                    Adieu, adieu
                                To you and you and you!
                            Enough of the Sound of Music shit.
                               It's time to say goodbye.
                           It's really getting cold out here
                                So cuddle up and DIE!
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(c)1990 Toxic Shock.
                              The Followers of Fetus
                       (are still hiding from the first one.)
 
 
