Joe-Joe's Retard Trinity Remix (There can be only one)

Fleamarket plaza stunk its worst today; aged piss, beer'n car exhaust mostly, with many street strollin twats about. A wetback snivels at the sight of his pushcart, leaking multicolored icecream goo, while Jimmy puffed a doobie- laughing. A bucktoothed ninny spazzed the tango to the drunken banjo Little Johnnie Lollipop squirms-- the Norte Boys pour Mickeys beer and Penzoil on his face. Ocala kids made off with the roach coach tossin tacos and guzzlin safeway sodas. Flattened four filipino sluts before slamming right into towelhead's liquor shop. A bucktoothed ninny spazzed the tango to the drunken banjo Concerned mothers ran, holding babies close. Security woke, arriving on the scene in graffiti golfcarts and chased down the fleeing roach coach pirates. Low grade grub spread allover the fucking place, the shitstorm aroused plenty of sticky fingers. Flea market goods disappeared quick as flames suddenly engulfed several pop-tents in the panic. A bucktoothed ninny spazzed the tango to the drunken banjo Jimmy laid comatose in a puddle of beans and having snatched his doobie- I inhaled deep absorbing the scenery with jubilance. Strolling upto the dimwit reeler, I observed him centered amongst the turmoil, jovial grin spread cross his face, and tossed a quarter at his feet- leaving the scene. A flying bottle slammed into the retards skull right afterwards, exploding glass ending the miserable tango of the drunken banjo. Spittle dripped from his mouth- left to rot till the city cleaners arrive tomorrow.