The stoner. . . dun dun dun

by Rene Shaddinger   Nov 14, 2003


Holy son of a terd. . .
i got sh*t on by a bird. . .
the poop was like little rocks. . .
i have poop all over my socks. . .
i stepped in cow manuar. . .
stupid fu*king hepher FU*K! im gonna sue her!. . .
yes it was a female cow. . .
and her sh*t smelled like WOW. . .
so i ran home and baked some cookies to get that horrid smell out of my nose. . .
and then i turned my back . . and what do i find. . . that hepher with a rose. . .
she felt realy bad for shitting on my socks. . .
and the little bird felt realy bad for shitting little rocks. . .
The terd on my head is singing to me now
And the manuar on my socks is asking for the cow
so now there at my doorstep apologizing for there sh*t. . .
so i invited them in for cookies, passed a joint and took a hit. . .
now im stoned as fu*k with Miss.hepher and shi*ting bird. . .
chillin with the manuar on my socks and singing with the terd

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