EVERYTHING FALLS TOGETHER - SELF TITLED

01 Catacombs And Catwalks
02 Wolf In The House Of The Sleeping Shepherd
03 Catherine The Great's Amazing Contraption
04 We Eat Our Young
05 Angel Lust And Sex On The Beach
06 Robot -Vs- Ursus Arctos

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I'M SO SICK OF THIS SUBSIDIZED WELFARE COMMUNITY HOUSING I LIVE IN. THERE'S NO TOILET PAPER ANYWHERE AND THE TOILET'S ALWAYS CLOGGED DUE TO THE MASSIVE DUMPS I TAKE. WHEN EINSTEIN THEORIZED ABOUT HOW MASS AND MATTERS CAN ALWAYS BE TRANSFORMED INTO ENERGY, HE HAS NEVER ENVISIONED THE MOUNTAINOUS PILES OF SHIT THAT EJECTS OUT OF MY RECTUM. YES, I EJECT SHIT PILES AND SHOOT THEM RIGHT INTO THE TOILET BASIN YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS. THE SOUND GOES SOMETHING LIKE *PLOOP* !! ORGASM TO MY FUCKIN EARS. EVERY DAY WHEN I TAKE A SHIT I ALWAYS REALIZE A SECOND TOO LATE THAT WE'RE OUT OF TOILET PAPERS. SO I HAVE TO WIPE MY ASS WITH MY FUCKING HANDS AND THEN PRESS THE HANDLE BAR AFTERWARDS, ONLY TO REALIZE THERE'S NO RUNNING WATER EITHER. SO MY SHIT COLLECTIVELY PILES IN THE TOILET BOWL OVERTIME AS I WATCH A CULTIVATION OF THE BIGGEST AMOEBA BACTERIAL PHARM GROW IN MY BATH ROOM. IT GETS WORSE WHEN YOU CAN'T WASH YOUR HANDS EITHER, SO YOU GET YOUR DOG TO LICK IT OFF. THEN I WONDER WHY IT'S ALWAYS FUCKING SICK ALL THE TIME. TOO BAD I HAVE NO MONEY TO AFFORD VET SERVICES. I GUESS I'LL JUST HAND MY DOG TO MY GHETTO VIETNAMESE NEIGHBOUR MR. WONG SO HE CAN COOK IT FOR DINNER... AND ULTIMATELY EAT MY SHIT TOO DUE TO THE PROCESSING OF THE FOOD CHAIN HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. 

SOMETIMES I MASTURBATE WHEN I POOP AND THE CUTE LITTLE SPERMIES GET PROJECTED RIGHT INTO MY MOUTH. IT TASTES LIKE SHIT SO I GUESS I SHOULD REFRAIN FROM EATING SO MUCH MEAT AND BECOME A VEGETARIAN. I'LL WRITE A LETTER TO BRAZILLIAN VEGAN BANDS AND ASK THEM FOR ADVICE, ASSUMING IF THEY'RE STILL ALIVE WITH ALL THE POLITICAL STRIFE GOING ON IN THEIR STUPID COUNTRY. I'LL FORWARD ALL MY HATEMAILS ON THIS WEBSITE TO THEM TOO AND ASK THEM HOW THEY WOULD DEAL WITH SUCH BULLSHIT IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY... AFTER I WIPE MY ANUS WITH THE LETTERS. I CAN AFFORD PRINTING PAPER BUT NOT TOILETRIES, I KNOW. MAKES PERFECT SENSE.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THERE ARE ACTUALLY PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD WHO SITS AT HOME ALL DAY AND READ THESE ENTRIES TALKING ABOUT NOTHING BUT TOILET HUMOUR. YOU ARE ALL HOLY FUCKING PATHETIC. (WHAT ABOUT THE PERSON TYPING IT UP YOU ASK? HERE'S MY RESPONSE: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS)