Maganda Clippin' Snail Number 2
Maganda Clippin' Snail Number 2
The clippin' snail is hungry. It wants to eat choice red flesh that's mildly paranoid. Pumped full of adrenaline before being butchered. Aggressive men taste the best. At least in the clippin' snail's view. How he loves to feast on murderers, terrorists, soldiers, mental cases and a few more choice cuts. Made by aliens and slightly damaged by ignorant humans, the clippin' snail is a maganda eatin' machine. And very beautiful and so carefree in its killing. All to eat and make things better. But the clippin' snail is lonely. And there's a vacancy. Do you want to be a number 2 clippin' snail? One rule: no vegetarians or vegans.
Copyright © Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex | Year Posted 2015
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