The Dispensary

The story of how all this came about begins with me drawing pictures of people in the neighborhood,

In the neighborhood

In the neighborhood

Oh the racist are some people in the neighborhood

Their the people that you meet

Got some Skittles as a treat

Getting murdered in the streets

Each

Day.

Well hello there Mr Republican!

Are you really planning to steal everybodys rights and to burn us all in the oven

So that you can have the blessings

Of feasting on our flesh.

(That's a painting)

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Ah,.. the problem with being creative is not in lack of subject. It's lack of time.

Sorry,

this just follows.

In the distance future,

the republican descendants

Having killed off and eaten all the rest of humanity

lowing down degenerating through a gradual change a devolution of horror mutating into reptilian monsters that protects it's rape baby in the females womb until it's born a Horror!

The cold bloody monsters leave the den to hunt it's neighbors children to eat and feed it's monster child.

Sad this day it didn't catch any strays. It returned to the den

The off spring was born

No need to enslave the mother

So he ate her.