my tinkins
by billy lee evermore
ain'ts nuttin' like huntin' fir dinna in mi bak yard. Allso to-tay, me an annie lee bagged us a cupple ov birdies, pijjuns i tink, to eet. boy, r de yung'uns gunna like dis. allso we wents to walmart an sah kolured pipple. all dose leftee commees. brandine wend owt an gots 'erself a pipe. she says it cin cum in handee an be usd for plezures. allso i dunno wats left of dis gret americin town. wat wit all dem chinks niggers jewries arown. also menchen dem catolic irish scum an dago i-talians an faggits. also dat garbij a-rab mooslem trash also. we reddy fir dem if dey pose trubble. i cants wate to git bak to my tidins an go kiss dem gurlies off de side ov de rode. dey lookin' fir sum guud scrotim luvin' also. jesse an bo hav dere milisha meetin toonite also. we gonnuh git dem yankees 1 day. marks dese wirds. writin is fir sissies dis dont do a god dang guud also. my teet r yello.
Hope you enjoyed this unedited version. Moon Zuppa does not believe in censoring Billy Lee and his bashful unique perspectives on life.
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