what a lumpy fucking baby
quick—someone generate a snowstorm before it gets its hands on a microphone
don't let the fucking thing talk, what with its little jaw and big cheeks

in case you've ever wanted to stare at a terrified, confused harlequin baby that was found alive inside of a non-functional oven on the curb in some suburban neighborhood and is the product of a night of intense, careful intimacy between a couple of depressed chinese teenagers in russia and a source of hookworms:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V_jd2sOCsuQ

the oxymoronic fucking pairing of (what sounds like) classical orchestra and absolutely awful compression techniques (as well as playback controls) in this video makes me think that this is some sort of audible piss christ

YEAH
YEAH MENTION CONTROVERSIAL ARTWORK IN A CASUAL MANNER
WOAH I'M DARJfucking stupid

oxymoronic?
i'll be damned if i can get any of my rats straight
maybe if i could conjure up an oxymoronic term for it

nope; not creative enough
'til the day that i make the term, it is mere juxtapose

fuck your constantly withering mind, oh motherfucker and admirer of concepts and anthropomorphic plumbing
none of that shit will matter when you're another year deeper
all the banal culture of the really fuckin' shallow world over infesting your own eroded outlook to the point where you have nothing to indicate a beginning
just another bag full of polluted air and trust—and if it turns out as such, with as much pride as you can muster, you'll prove to be an abnormally obnoxious and self-indulgent bag
look at all this great conversation between me; it's already begun

fuck you to death, american dental association
yeah—this is where i saw myself when i was 13 and i knew that i could probably do anything available to the imagination
the fucking patches of blue, suspended in the seemingly infinite span of the universe can't do me any good now
no birds to use this shadow

and the banter between two poles continues