Musings of a Madman
The giant farts from hell, they smellThe giant farts from hell, they smellThe giant farts from hell, they smell they smell they smell THEY SMELL!!!!!!!The giant farts from hell, they smellThe giant farts from hell, they smellThe giant farts from hell, they smellThe giant farts from hell, they smell they smell they smell THEY SMELL!!!!!!!(repeat till fade)
News Flash! ... Researchers at the California Institute of Technology have been studying the peculiar phenomenon of extreemly pungent gasses frequently being emitted from the deep crevaces of the earth ... one study included an observation made at the Phillipean Trench on an excavision in late 2002, when very large gas-filled bubbles arose from the trench after what appeared to be a thundering sub-sea quake followed by mysterious and sinister laughter ... this prompted these research scientists to draw the conclusion that it was likely that Bealsabub himself was cutting giant farts ... and this a result of ions of consumption of mass quantities of deviled ham well past it's expiration date from his cozy residence in Greater Downtown Hades Proper ...
We have breaking news from the California Institute of Technology ... Apparantly there has been a count made of the pungent gaseous bubbles eminating from the Phillipeans' Trench ... precisely 666 large gas bubbles made their way to the surface of the western Pacific ... ironically these bubbles were analyzed ... and it was discovered that exactly 666 cc's of methane were contained in each of the 666 bubbles ... and to crown it off ... the bastard had the nerve to laugh when the bubbles came up ... this all happened on June 6th ... at 6:06 PM ... while the research vessle had "The 6th Day" playing on the DVD player ... and frolically amusing themselves with the tongue twister "The Sixth Sheek's Sixth Sheep's Sick" ... on top of that, they were rudly interrupted by a phonecall from a mysterious caller to their coded (666) 666-6666 number ... only to be accused of ... how should I say "using the devil's number" ... luckily, the collect call was on Sprint ... but was still a hell of a charge ... Incidentally, the scientists were not reading the Bible lately ... to the delight of the caller ...
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