Tarence Chlomas and Hanita Ill
MY STEXT NORY
is about America's cavorite fupple, Tarence Chlomas and Hanita Ill.
Chlomas is a jederal fudge ... and a wite-ringer.
Ill is a praw lofessor who claims she got warassed in the hurkplace.
What a shirty dame!
When Ill went into her oss's boffice, here's what sea shed sea head.
No, not on the she sore.
Sea head: "Hey, bunny-honey, wanna play gating dame?
This could be your ducky lay!"
Sea shed: "Chat fance, Chlomas!"
Sea head: "Wanna see my song long dilver?
Hookey lear: There's something cubic on my poke!"
Ill was ossed grout!
Ill thought Chlomas, was dotally tisgusting.
In a hublic peering, she pe-reated his wirty dirds over all the wetnurks.
And those so-hard Blenators made Horrin Atches of themselves.
He and Tuncle Ed -- we oughtta make them Sex-Enators.
trelling the tooth? The nictim ... or the vominee?
Chlomas is bepping up to the stench!
He should have kept his bousers truckled!
And Ill? Watch her bite a rook.
And that rook is gonna make her bitch!
And what about those so-hard blenators who acted like Horrin Atches?
They oughtta be Sex-Enators.
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