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fish man, i eat beer.

i have knowledge pretaining to popsicles,

and apples in tennessee.

i devour your trout head,

and also like the touching brain.

not to mention, i eat celery.



man eat fish, but fish touch the brain.

so eat the fucking apple!

and don't lose the wheelbarrow!



...i don't feel like it.



i move in automated circles

while you automatically devour trout.

i lost five minutes.

so, call up the UFOs.

they know about my atmospheric solution.



you conceive the lemon.

i videocasette the wrapping paper.

don't lose the phone book.

i don't know about raptors.

but you think i know about what

you don't know about what i'm thinking about

what i'm not knowing about

what the future is.



the future is dead.

velicoraptors in my head.

i choke on italian bread.

paint this wall red.

i deconstruct your appearance with green thread,

so it's not even at all.



i function in dysfunction

i eat the ate the opples.

chill in the eternal nothing.

but it's all something.

i'll devour wood.



(THE ROLLING PIN IS BOHEMUS

AMALGAMATION OF JERRY SEINFELD AND WALLPAPER PASTE

THIS SHIT EXTENDS IN PARALLEL DIMENSIONS)