bacon day

2010-04-01 18:47:34 by The-Mega-God

can you hear the putrid pop
the heated fat begin to sizzle?
the aroma fills the air
the pan is like a vigil.
from all around they come together
surround the heated box
watching with excitement
as flesh goes through detox
oozing out it's inner essence
pink turns slowly red
with plate in hand the young press forward
trying to get fed
all around the world the boars and pigs are quaking
because we all must face it
everyone loves to eat their bacon


2010-01-14 21:34:56 by The-Mega-God

AHH i feel like my brain is bound to bust, and like pandoras box release its demons, bound so tight with their rusted chains, broken free the dirty heathens. once freed upon the world due to their lack of stimulation, through the creaking body pains and the hunger of starvation, without mercy they will take what isn't theres to have, no restraints, simply instinct they will destroy all they see. journeying out ward to fill their gullets, staved beast from within me. how i long to keep them locked away, my thoughts of damned transgressions, yet they gain more strength and energy the less occupied i am. so please dear listener, take my word as vital guidance, see the more bored i get the more the world is damned.


2008-11-22 11:30:07 by The-Mega-God

i luv da one and only purple hirogliph of the red salmon. fear it's feces. this is not a warning. as all of them are decendents or the demons of within pandora's box, their feces have the power to destroy all of man kind. that is all. get to work slave boys!!

stop using your nose

2008-11-07 01:54:56 by The-Mega-God

stop beleiving in fairy tales! pens are not controlling puppets of duche like proportions! OBAMA! obomdilla, ombabahmaboo, ambigdalia. finally we have power! i am in the real estate bussiness. i can't answer the phone! who is that on the other line! tell them to go home! people need to get undressed in piece and quiet! i can't stand for all this feverish denial. why cant i dream of ice cream? why must i dream only of homes with house stuph. and why does grandpa keep soiling himself. he smells awful. make him eat less cheese and more mint. then he will fart and poo green and pretty. i just want feet to be pink. i hate purple feet. they smell like bad candy...... did anyone just see that? that man just kissed his sister. and her dog. he now has a horrible stb. a very bad sexually transmitted baby. ewww i just gargled shoe polish. i should see a doctor. i think i will be sick. my mouth is now black and gooey. stop reading this and do your home work young man! we have too many fish to fry and too little fungus. how can you fry fish without fungus! go get fungus quick! the bears are waking up!

grabble dapdibble

2008-11-05 16:34:47 by The-Mega-God

why must i command such a fine army of genital warts? the warts are so small, yet thier texture does give me pressence over all of the morsels of the damned. that is good. yet still i'm forced to deal with killer tits. what are killer tits? are you from mars? have you never wondered what peanut butter would feel like pressed between your but cheeks until it became warm and gooey? well at the moment it begins to drip and melt you must add in powered meat sauce and then you will have killer tits. geeez the things people don't know.