i had a small house of brokerage on wall street, many days no business comes to my hut. but jimmy has fear a thousand times no. i never doubted myself for a minute for i knew that my monkey strong bowel's were girded with strength like the loins of a dragon, ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung...
glorious sunset of my heart was fading, soon the super karate monkey death car would park in my space, but jimmy has fancy plans and pants to match...
the monkey clown horrible karate, round and yummy, like a cute small baby chick would beat the donkey...
bad clown making like super american car racer's, i would make them sweat, war, war!
american yum-yum clown monkey...
feel my scales, donkey, donkey, donkey, donkey...
an excerpt from:
Macho Business Donkey Wrestler
by Jimmy James
Hay Charles! What is up my nig? I'm glad to see you've gotten back into the art swing of things, I've just started to do some stuff again. I don't have anything available online though since I don't have a scanner, but I'll see what I can do.
