The Backsardigans - Sphincter Decapitation

Enter the poisonous necktie, wrapped in a thin layer of cranberry feces
All of the children have awaited centuries for the return of the executioner
Many shivered at the sound of his blade treading the field of fruit snacks
Donel Dork has entered the plane of eternal chocky milk relocation services
Shovels are on sale at the local grocery store between the hours of 11pm to 5ma
Nobody has ever escaped
Neither will you...
Penis

Written by:
Gaspacho Goochville

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