Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

On Day 8, God

dammit i was tired.

So I stayed in

and had a beer

battered cheeseburger and some

curly fries dipped in

the blood of a

tomato. What, did you

expect virgins? So did

the 9/11 hijackers

those mother-fucking assholes

killed over three thousand

innocents, of every nationality

including my two friends.

“Pie Jesu domine,” said

the Pope, scratching absent-mindedly

his crab-infested crotch, while

smoking blunt after blunt

, (“blunt” being a slang

for a type of