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Something which is not capitalism.
by PoopyPoo October 27, 2004
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by PoopyPoo August 3, 2005
Get the fuckot mug.A person who receives pleasure from ingesting excrement, human or otherwise. Often used pejoratively of a person who is deemed annoying, ignorant or in any other way disagreeable.
Fuck off you shitmuncher.
by PoopyPoo October 25, 2004
Get the Shitmuncher mug.A car which, upon entering, instantaneously turns a person into an arrogant asshole and makes him/her forget all traffic rules and regulations.
Look at that Merc driver over there, thinking he's the king of the road. Maybe someone should go and remind him of traffic lights, turn signals, lanes and road signs.
by PoopyPoo August 7, 2005
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by PoopyPoo November 8, 2004
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Get the Tribal tattoo mug.This fucking country's lost its grip
Subconscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip
The legal system has no spine
It's corroding from inside
Slap your hand you'll do no time
Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentality under sedation
Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me
Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore
Invitation to the game
Guns and blades and media fame
Every day more of the same
Murder, mayhem, anarchy
Now are all done legally
Mastermind your killing spree
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping with judicial flaws
Watching a fading nation crawl
Clashing with the public's frame
I'm the one that's place in fame
Legislature sets the stage
Social slaves caught in my rage
Administrative anarchy
There's nothing you can do to me
The world around you drifting to a
Continental tomb you see
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression
And its everlasting reign
Subconscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip
The legal system has no spine
It's corroding from inside
Slap your hand you'll do no time
Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentality under sedation
Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me
Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore
Invitation to the game
Guns and blades and media fame
Every day more of the same
Murder, mayhem, anarchy
Now are all done legally
Mastermind your killing spree
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping with judicial flaws
Watching a fading nation crawl
Clashing with the public's frame
I'm the one that's place in fame
Legislature sets the stage
Social slaves caught in my rage
Administrative anarchy
There's nothing you can do to me
The world around you drifting to a
Continental tomb you see
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression
And its everlasting reign
by PoopyPoo May 14, 2005
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