Last night I had a dream.
It was a dreamy dream.
Rain was falling ever so lightly.
The effervescent silver moonlight danced in the air, or some crap like that.
And then… I saw something.
At first I didn't know what it was.
But it turns out it was just this big ugly skank driving a minivan.
And she kept swerving over into my lane, almost hitting me, because she was talking on her stupid cell phone that she probably bought from some GED loser working at one of those kiosks that you see in the malls.
And then I said, “MOVE, YOU COW!”
Then after she sped up and slowed down for about the ninth time, I slammed on the accelerator and smashed into her minivan, right at the spot where she had a stupid bumper sticker that said “My child is a very special little queef at Blah Blah Blah Elementary School.”
And she wiped out the guard rail and sailed through the effervescent silver moonlight, landing upside down in a gully.
At first, I was going to just keep driving because I didn't want my #6 Combo from Wendy's that was sitting on the passenger seat to get cold.
But then I had a change of heart, so I turned back and made my way down to the wreck at the bottom of the ditch.
I thought maybe I should get her some band-aids, or take her to a vet or something.
The ugly skank was groaning, and I noticed she was stretching out her hand, trying to reach something.
It was her cell phone.
That was the last straw.
So I broke an 8-foot branch off a nearby tree and proceeded to transfer her to heaven via a skull fracture.
Then I wrote this poem, drove over to her house, and read it to her little queefy kid.
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