Sawed Off and More
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| | Welcome to Sawwed-off Hoppytoad, Martyr to the Pelvic Thrust  | | |
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| | | | | | | Crawling from the dank stanky underbelly of a bloated social obligation full of rancid milk and blister cream comes the otherworldly phenomena known as the sawwed-off hoppytoad. Come to put the conspiracies of the past to bed, come to dance on the eggrolls of convention, come to re-order the jigsaws of perception. Hold your breath, little one and pray, pray to the sawwed-off hoppy toad!
Dismal angel, you roll your eyes but your pouty lip tells me you want more. The lusty toad compels you to linger over his liquid eye. Laugh if you can, but you know it is love. Lashing you now with his contempt, he holds you in a spirial that is yourself....dissolving. | | | | | | The Evil Toads Do: Delve inside the toad, see what juicy organs he provides for your catatonic-like adoration. Feel the fibers of his liver smelling gift as they dance across your tongue in tiny shoes. Tap, tap,tap. Now surrender, surrender, but don't give yourself away. | | |
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