This is the tail of the blind fugly gazelle that left a snail trail behind her in braille lookin for a good time you can find her with tequila and lime or just climb the nearest tree and swing from your nuts like some fucked up kind of Tarzan from a vine which is fine for a blind gazelle that smell like you mixed a pile of shit with a the hard devils dick spit straight from hell and you slip in her snail trail and flail till the mail man comes along and slaps you with his dong so hard that it makes your rights turn to wrong and you land in a pond full of won tons and prawns and your shlong stops your fall and you knew all along that that blind bitch was wrong tempting your long honky dong like King Kong and swing like a king from that tree like the shit was easy from your peas like a twig in the breeze till you sneezed and you squeezed yoo hoo chocolate culo juice all over your knees with ease and it leaks on your new nigh kee sneaks so you leave em for tweaks on the side of the creek for the same gazelle freak who needs it but more at least two or three but then they hear a creak from above in the tree and it’s thee one and only chiefin a beef steamer from above and she gets a steamy cheese loaf land right on her face…what now?This is the tail of the blind fugly gazelle that left a snail trail behind her in braille lookin for a good time you can find her with tequila and lime or just climb the nearest tree and swing from your nuts like some fucked up kind of Tarzan from a vine which is fine for a blind gazelle that smell like you mixed a pile of shit with a the hard devils dick spit straight from hell and you slip in her snail trail and flail till the mail man comes along and slaps you with his dong so hard that it makes your rights turn to wrong and you land in a pond full of won tons and prawns and your shlong stops your fall and you knew all along that that blind bitch was wrong tempting your long honky dong like King Kong and swing like a king from that tree like the shit was easy from your peas like a twig in the breeze till you sneezed and you squeezed yoo hoo chocolate culo juice all over your knees with ease and it leaks on your new nigh kee sneaks so you leave em for tweaks on the side of the creek for the same gazelle freak who needs it but more at least two or three but then they hear a creak from above in the tree and it’s thee one and only chiefin a beef steamer from above and she gets a steamy cheese loaf land right on her face…what now?