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toothy dude

Updated on July 9, 2017

toothy dude

Hello to you toothy dude, You OCD man who cannot keep his hands off anything, who always much touch especially that which does not belong to him. Going into people's drawers and cabinets and papers, the way your wife gossips about other's people's business, incessantly, not able to catch a breath which probably explains her high pitched and annoying voice. Toothy dude, who needs to sneak into other people's privacy. Play with your puppets toothy dude, mind your own business and stop being tired. Always thinking that other people are up to things. Always jealous of those who are better or quicker or smarter than you. Never able to admit your own faults. Arrogant. and a typer who thinks he is writer. Termites have devoured more sheets of paper with more grace than yourself toothy dude. Toothy dude, who plays with puppets you penis puppet man. You pick up sewing machines and drop them on your own head do you toothy dude. You crybaby, you whiner, you feel sorry for yourself because you should you TV Man and there it is for you in black and white and Technicolor, red all over just like the newspaper you toothy dude journalist. Keep feeling sorry for yourself never mind the workers in the fields who sweat so you could stuff your hairy face and balding head. Forget about the pow wows you want to go you toothy dude. Someone might set a stake in you and set you on fire Toothy dude Hannah Barbera and the banana splits for you drool over that steak, warm your hands to that fire. Take your puppet and stick a needle in it's head but don't drop any sewing machines I know what you did last summer and the summer before toothy dude I hope you get yours even though you already did. Day after day, and night after night, like the moon following the sun, so why don't you stick this where the sun don't shine. Go back to the land before flying sewing machines, back to the land before fire, back to your cave lined with ice.

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      Tamara Moore 2 months ago

      Yes, I know...

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      Finn Liam Cooper 2 months ago from Los Angeles

      well it was sort of angry...

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      Tamara Moore 2 months ago

      As I read this, I can actually picture the Toothy Dude! Great descriptions used!