Don't Look Back, Stay on Track, Snack Snack Snack It's A Snack Attack

Mark an effort to limit yourself, whelp. Be self control, don't exercise it for foolish promises produce just diddly, bar none. Look at that humping food. You want to fuck it? You want to show it your coolie and then tell all? About how it filled every little nook and cranny you got with what it was and that that made you cry real hard? Oh I remember being a special kid and having special objects given to me. My skin was so good then. Wasn't it? Wasn't it?

Shame.

Oh shame. Did you think you loved Egypt when you were a doe? Space? Dinosaurs? Go ahead and put the biscuit in that mouth you deserving dingle. Shedd's Spread cocoon, hey, at least you're safe!