the vynsane asylum

Jesus, some guy writes a poem about you and suddenly you're labeled a "rhyming jizzrag". Classy, Claus. You want a poem? Here. I did your wife, she was screaming "O YES!" Until I pulled out of her cooch and sprayed on her chest She sputtered and stammered, she was quite pissed &q...

Dumbass. You just publicly admitted that I'm not the father. What are you gonna do? Come after me for child support?! I live in a cave with a dog that I dress up for my own amusement, for fuck's sake. Good luck with that. And let me know how you succeeded, because I'll try the same method for getti...

She doesn't know it yet, but for Christmas I got Mrs. Claus a nine month subscription to being pregnant . Have fun raising my seed, you fat fuck!

Now suck my fuzzy green balls.

Just kidding. Suck my fuzzy green balls.