A gentlemanly sir with a brodum of epic proportion. God himself cannot fathom the epicallity of Wangsephs wang. Originates from Khwangistan, on tuesday evenings this sir goes out to the local hotdog stands, and makes all the hotdog lovers jealous of their inferior weiners. After this Wangseph smother his member in mustard, relish, but never, never, ever ketchup. Or fat chicks, no fat chicks. Following the condiment explosion, he smacks the best biddie he can find, whilst screaming "YEE FAT KOLO" and the biddie is honored by the honor of Wangseph.

When you eat dirt for the first time and leave your family to build a shack in the woods