Morning dew
Clean, crisp, thick with a kalidascope of essences.
So much richness that I have difficulty breathing around her.
i have never seen such a perfect v line,
such a perfect neckline
that plunges straight down
down to her heavenly parts,
her wonderous parts that tempt me;
tempt me to lust, to imagine, to desire
to admire all that she has,
all that she possesses
i am able to see
oh that v, that trechuous damn v
is a path leading straight to hell.

Who the freck put snakes on a plane…
how frecking insane.
And not no ordinary ass snakes either:
But them big ass snakes with fangs and teeth. Frigging hell!
But that aint shit, these frigging snakes don’t just bite ya, they does spit on ya.
I mean that hawking, sticky, slimey type spit that does blind ya. Shiiiiiit-.
Ya know this nigga was scared out of his mind in the show right?
Man, I had Galleria for ma self; hollering.
A true wuss.
But that aint no thing, at least I was brave enough to watch the rest of the movie.
Man, it seemed as if they had every damn snake in the world on that plane,
Aint that the shit!
I mean there was absolutely no hint of escape.
No salvation for that lone black man.
where was God in this plan.
Poor Samuel. How he suppose to be superman without his cape: his gun.
But then again, Samuel did look angelic…if you squint ya eyes and ignored the cussing.
Man, even the mile high club couple got bitten,
As they stripped and sucked on each other, fuck on each other.
I know they aint ga do that shit again, nasty ass buggas.
White people always doing fart.
Then there was that ass who got his watnots bitten while he was pissing.
(laughing) the snake wanted to give a blow job he would remember for a life time.
Dang, that must have been painful. My ma always told me to look before ya go.
But shiiiiit. Who the hell puts snake on a frecking plane
gad dang, that’s frickign insane…