Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas Claire Slover

Barf Slover using her landline in the rain


The Grinch Theme Song

You're a fat one, Mrs. Grinch.
You really like to squeal.
You're as cuddly as a cat's mess,
Your virginity, no one wanted to steal, Mrs. Grinch

You're a black banana with a greasy black peel.

You're a monster, Mrs. Grinch
Your butt is a big hole.
Your vagina's full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul, Mrs. Grinch.

I wouldn't touch you, with a black guy's nine-and-a-half inch pole.

You're a large one, Mrs. Grinch.
You can't even walk a mile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a crusty old pedophile, Mrs. Grinch.

Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the crusty old pedophile.

You're a foul one, Mrs. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty cunt.
Your cunt is full of unwashed cocks.
Your snizz is full of gunk, Mrs. Grinch.

The three words that best describe you, are, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Cunt."

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