WARNING, THE FOLLOWING POST IS EXTREMELY VULGAR AND THE WORK OF AN IMMATURE AND SADISTIC "LANKY STREAK OF PISS."
I was frolicking around a small nut. I wanted to go on a ride called The Dillweed. It was outrageous. You flip 930475340893094 times. The person who invented it is called Peewee frolicking Herman. I used my money. The tickets cost 309434689347 dollars.
I hopped on the ride. It was bitchin'. First it went crazily, and then it went mad crazily. I saw lights at the end of the tunnel. They were flamin'. Then I shot down the track. I felt fucknutingly fantastic, and my heart was banging. When I got off I felt sick to my stomach.
I saw a new ride. I ran home to ask Uncle Sam to go. Yes, I can go. And I thought, "frolicking SHIT ASS COCK MOTHER FUCKER!"