greasy burgers under doctors' christmas tree hailed big yellow tits in sacred pools of foul pee depraved hydromancy parties everywhere like beuys' exhibitions at the weekly fair
people study bloody remains of breakfast burgers like latin augurs or modern community lurkers feed on their burgers while they masturbate meditating about meat meeting its fate
used to love burgers like nobody did? brevity is the soul of intestinal wit!
furious veggi burgers march down streets in line waving parliamentarian flags, swigging cheap wine postulating burgers free your imprisoned hillbillies american pies etch away your dumb willies
indoctrination of shy burgers replaced by a smell warhol(e)ism stench is haunted by fishy pell-mell stimulate your personal little burgers phobia enjoy your life, fear no common national dementia
love to treat burgers the other way round? shoving them up! choking! spitting them out? used to love burgers like nobody did? brevity is the soul of intestinal wit!