Moronic Geyser


Genius is like a #3 pencil.
It’s shouting and punching.
It looks likes scribbles, feels like the blade of a
bread knife, smells like the gasoline of an Arco
station, deadly but godlike, sounds like a
whisper, tastes like a custom exact cup of coffee
Genius sounds like an angry skunk smells
Using genius like a bronze shield or a pointy
tip of a heroic sword of Billy Bob Joe
Genius actually does not smell.

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Shane Smeaton

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