New chapter of the most coprophagic and coprolalic column of DeB all... Here, if the meagerness of the proposed theme weren't enough, there’s also the pretense of narrating stories through symbols, with no limit whatsoever to the ridiculous, ever. In short, the right kind of horror to end a Sunday that, who knows, might have gone perfectly for you. But if it had been a shit Sunday, suddenly, everything falls into place at the very moment I offer you this song, indeed, of shit.

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