Stanley Stops Stasis
Super Mario is alive and well. We're on a mission to hell apart from the infidel. Suck it. I flex a mental muscle in hopes of attracting the fuzzy navel of a broadly based demographic. I am distracted. I am disposed. The garbage man is a disposable dumpster fiend. I will kill you. Turn off the sound. Turn off your mind. A clearer picture you will find. My periphery lies. I am a toad. Never again will I leave me. This is a bad one.
Let's leave the bunk and find the funk. Let's find the stream. Let's live after the fact. Don't look now. The master is coming faster after the master blaster on a course head-on with disaster. I have the funk coursing through my veins. The funk bleeds black and blue and leaves you without pain. Don't you worry any more. I am you.