I tell you, you don't tell me. Whattcha think 'bout that happycrappy?

Ode To Joy (Part 2)
Oh stupid Planet. Great twirling turd-sphere. Your stupidness pervades me with wonder and a strange sensation I don't quite understand. Your absent-minded retardation builds in my mind with trepidation and I am in a stupor, bounding through the fields of poop, smelling your crappy glory. The solar system trembles in your greatness, oh great ball of irritating banter. The future is ours, and we will mold great sculptures of shit in your honor. We are but messengers of your strange and stinky message. BEHOLD: The great turdball speaketh.

Yeah I know. Overdone. Fuck yourself.

Shut up and drink stupid. It's Fat Tuesday. I'm alone. Home. Cryin'. Sing a sad song for me.