#oldfuckers

Well, my beloved brothers and cherished sisters...
The day is drawing to a close, the skies are darkening, and the first faint stars timidly peek out from the black vault above.
Your Dislocation, always ready and diligent, your trusty friend, keeps the promise made to you some time ago and presents you with this simulacrum of a song mostly aimed at provoking gastric disturbances and enormous discomfort to the ileocecal tract of the intestine.
Upon listening, some unsuspecting weak subjects have suffered from severe renal and hepatic colic and have been unable to perform their excretory functions for several days, but these are mostly ethnic minorities traceable to small areas of Genoa afflicted by blucerchiato fever, surely destined for complete extinction. Nevertheless, all of them are now devoted to the continuous release of bodily gases resulting from the maceration of substances unsuitable for human nourishment.
Surely, you will tell me that the disgusting @[lector] does not require such ailments to make his presence known in public, given that he can be sensed from hundreds of meters away, so lengthy is the time he delays between one diaper change and the next. First, it must be pointed out to him that, when he proceeds with the aforementioned change, it is also prudent for him to carry out a thorough hygiene of his shabby intimate parts before affixing a new diaper. Let someone take care of it.
In the meantime, I bear witness to the inescapable fact that, yes, there is no limit to the worse: listen and neigh with pleasure!

Solange - Palline colorate