Jessica Simpson with the SNAFUBAR Inveiglement

Jessica when I'm near you I smell the Trout. Jessica I inveigle you with my Trout, swimming in the shallow seas of most humiliating love, a Love become SNAFUBAR. I holler wordlessly as my SNAFUBAR animal magnetism goes haywire in the berserk implementation of TROUT FISHING FOR YOUR INEFFABLE whatchamcallits. Groping along on our knees and fingers in the slime of prehistoric darkness, the rotten fish-smell of festering trout EVERYWHERE. Yah yah yahg!

Over bilious sight, I set my eyes on your grand thing
In the foaming night, to Jessica Simpsong is where I'm being
"What didja hear?" "The roaring thighs!"
"What didja do with her?" "We made (*&(%$^$#) Pies!
"What was it like there?" "Tell you what: its all so hideous!"
Huh, diddley diddley WAH!
Jessica Snafubar
Jessica Snafubar