the DIrstiest of the DIRTY: MOULZIE

How dirty is the moulzie, ohh let me count the ways. He is the Acoustic tuner of the shit guitar that so many musicians play. Let me tell you this, if you cannot play Rolling Stones Street Fighting man, then just put the fucking guitar down cause you suck ballz. Moulzie is the Baron of Bountiful waste, the Creator of crap, yes I just said that word and don’t even question it cause that’s how its used, in this exact content. He is the Dark lord of dung. Not the dung found at any zoo, the dirtiest zoo in the world which I don’t know what it is but it may just well be in Rhode Island cause we gots some shitty areas here which is probably the main reason the moulzie resides in this great state. Moulzie is the Dgotistical lover of the ecosystem and how it is sustained with the mere mention of shit and any type of shit. He is the Founder of Fecal matter, the God of gonads and I am using that word to mean fucking ballz, if you got beef, see the moulzie. He is the Harbinger of Hacked u pieces of shit, that dirty moulzie. He takes in whatever he can, into his wide area of girth that he loves to boast about. Homos, blacks, he loves all and he welcomes all in even the smelliest. Moulzie is the Intimidator or smelly things. He just stares them down until they begin to smell so rank that only himself can stay in the room which is the way he likes it cause he flogs the dolphin to the stench. He is the Joker of farts, passing out so many that he has a vocabulary for them. He has such weapons as the head banger and whirlwind, all very dangerous if you are caught in the room with this smelliest of the smelliest. He is the King of Cock, ok that didn’t make sense but moulzie loves the cock and it rhymes so I just added to slide it on in there and see what happens, if you like it take it on in, if you don’t just send it right on back. Moulzie is the Lover of Lumps of Turds, the Monopolizer of monkey droppings cause they smell so much and he is a business man at heart so he just wanted to make some money, can you blame the guy. He is the Nano-finder of particles so small they do not exist but the moulzie can smell and almost taste them that he goes hunting for them in his weird kind of world that he likes to live in called Stankville. Not to be confused with Skankville in which Ryan lives in and is visirted many many times by Marty. He is the Optometrist of odd smelling things, the Prosecutor of popuri, the Queef Master of all queefs, yes he loves em’ and he would die for any one of his subjects. That’s how dedicated he is, willing to lay down his very life at the sign of any distress or clean smelling thing such as myself. Oh by the way I don’t even give a shit how I smell but im nothing like the old dirt moulzie cause I actually like some clean smelling things such as a pineapple or peach. Moulzie is the Ringer of raunchy things, bringing them into holy matrimony with himself. He is the Sex- ed teacher for homeless people, trying to double the dirtyness every day. God damnit moulzie when will it ever end. He is the trickster that makes us wonder if we sould let this fart out when were in a group of people and the moulzie pushes us to YES. He is the U in YOU and the smell you reek of right now. He is the the Vacuum of all things that smell, he just sucks them on up to let loose in his air tight house of shit. He is the Wrangler of all those smelly bulls and their hides. He is the X-Ray machine of all this is unseen to the human eye, picking up even the slightest hint of dirt so that he may store it in one of the many holds he has on life. He is the Yukon valley of dirt, and finally he is the Zebra of all animals, including humans. All black and white, pick a fucking color and stick to it, stop being so god damn dirty and pick black so we cant actually see how fucking dirty you are. JEEZ!!!!!! And that ladies and gentlemen is how dirty the dirtiest moulzie is.