What my drunken next door neighbor wrote on my bathroom mirror in shaving cream. It is a combination of his last name and his own self-professed stupidity. Now... go die in a poo swamp
Why the fuck is spizzle barf written on my mirror in shaving cream? And why isn't there a mouth on my nard sack? Damn that Aunt Jemima.
by Larry Schonsleberry III December 12, 2003