I specialize in pooper scoopping. Sadly, so. Also, unfortunately there are many manure spreaders. Yucky, yuck, yuck. I often ponder the number of buckets I need to do said scooping. How many shovels do I need? This thought is a good one by which to sleep. No nightmares are surely to come. I laugh. I jest. Of course, this is not a good thought by which to seek sleep. In the movie Sex, Lies and Videotape, the female protagonist was obsessed with where garbage went. I’m obsessed with what we do with all the poop. Where can I shovel it all I to? My pails are not large enough. No, they aren’t
Categories: identity, mental health, Psychology, society
psychologistmimi 
60 Dollars
(Ask me Anything,
Hehe, my Wife
Calls me
Google
On A Nice Day)
Yes 60 Dollars
The Price to Dump
Horse 🐴 Manure
At The
Dump
Cost
Of Raising
Them For Show
Keeping Farm
Neighborhoods
Smelling
Fresh i Kid
You Not my
Dental Hygienist
Told me This While
Cleaning my Teeth
To Have An Answer
For You Hey Even in
The Bible
There is
A Place Called
Gehenna That is
A Garbage Dump
Called
Hell
It’s Where
The Unmasked
And Unvaccinated
Folks Who Fight
For Their
Freedoms
Put
Their
Neighbors
In Pandemic Death
Just Another Way
For
Hell
To Exist
On Earth…
Gehenna
Avenue
In Bible
Belt States
Fighting
For
Selfish
Chosen Freedoms…
The Devil 😈 Grins Big
Ignorance Still Breeds…
Little Girls Raped
Afraid
To
Speak
Up Until
It’s Too
Late
Raising
Daddy’s Baby
In Baby Daddy Land…
It’s Impossible
To Hide
The
Smell
Of Gehenna
On Earth Ignoricism
Harms, Rapes, Maims,
Kills
Rots
Dead Most… ☠️
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