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Yep, that sounds like America alright. I agree completely.

As for how big we are; we are so big that we can't see our creators with the naked eye, and, we are so small that the cosmic cannot see us. they see right through us. i think they have x-ray vision.

we are a macrocosm of the microcosm, and, a microcosm of the macrocosm.

figure that out, and, i will send you 40 million microcosms

here's a clue. listen and laugh. it is funny, but, it is a clue. But, i don't really have a clue. america, i agree, however, is a top of the line third world country



Dear Penis,
I don't think I like anymore,
You used to watch me shave,
Now all u do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.

It used to be u and me,
A paper towel, and a dirty magazine,
That's all we needed to get by.
Now it seems things have changed,
I think that your the one to blame.
Dear Penis,
I don't like u anymore.

Now he sings,

Dear Rodney,
I don't think I like u anymore,
'Cause when u get to drinkin'
You put me places I've never been before.
Dear Rodney,
I dont like u anymore.

Why can't we just get a grip,
On our man to hand relationship.
Come to terms with truly how we feel.
If we put our heads together,
We'd just stay home forever,
Dear Penis,
I think I like you after all.

Oh and Rodney,
While yer shavin',
Shave my balls