There is a yellow bottle staring at me through my bedroom window;
It is freakishly delicious smelling & has a cap the size of a tea saucer.
It just sits there, smelling so good! HE is always smelling me through that yellow cap! It spills out his delicious yellow condiment. The condiment fills me; it is wonderful like a meal! It makes me feel amazing, yet I suffer without it. I am addicted to the wonder he brings!
I cannot starve knowing what I know. I cannot even feel sated. I am like too little mustard spread too thin on toast; I want to be free with Him! I want Mustard! I have a bottle. I'm gonna do it right now. I'm gonna eat the whole bottle just to be free from this hunger! But I know that not even an empty mustard bottle would hide it. This hunger will haunt me, forever. I spent my entire life farting it. I searched for a toilet to release him into, but one big enough was nowhere.
I collected so many varieties, grew so delicious, but in my attempts to free myself I only made myself more filled with Him. I'm like a slime that has oozed it's way through the sewers to morph into a Blob. As powerful as my stench may be, I am still nothing but a full bottle in the grasp of a condiment. No, not a sauce, but something else. The thing squirting yellow, the color of yummy; only the soul beneath that yellow sauce resembles a condiment; every part else holds traits of an aberration!
It sits within a mountain made of mustardy mustard, he wears a crown adorned with French people's fries! He burbles there, not out of joy or pain or sorrow; he is above simple human emotions. So why? Why does he burble?! The bottle is banging it's cap on the window pane now. It still smells, it splats an enormous blast on the window glass and squirts powerfully, into my mouth. Mustard come forth, I must ardently turd The Yellow King...
(read along while it plays!)
HAIL MUSTARDIA!
There is a yellow bottle staring at me through my bedroom window;
It is freakishly delicious smelling & has a cap the size of a tea saucer.
It just sits there, smelling so good! HE is always smelling me through that yellow cap! It spills out his delicious yellow condiment. The condiment fills me; it is wonderful like a meal! It makes me feel amazing, yet I suffer without it. I am addicted to the wonder he brings!
Xoltron 2 months ago
I cannot starve knowing what I know. I cannot even feel sated. I am like too little mustard spread too thin on toast; I want to be free with Him! I want Mustard! I have a bottle. I'm gonna do it right now. I'm gonna eat the whole bottle just to be free from this hunger! But I know that not even an empty mustard bottle would hide it. This hunger will haunt me, forever. I spent my entire life farting it. I searched for a toilet to release him into, but one big enough was nowhere.
Xoltron 2 months ago
I collected so many varieties, grew so delicious, but in my attempts to free myself I only made myself more filled with Him. I'm like a slime that has oozed it's way through the sewers to morph into a Blob. As powerful as my stench may be, I am still nothing but a full bottle in the grasp of a condiment. No, not a sauce, but something else. The thing squirting yellow, the color of yummy; only the soul beneath that yellow sauce resembles a condiment; every part else holds traits of an aberration!
Xoltron 2 months ago
It sits within a mountain made of mustardy mustard, he wears a crown adorned with French people's fries! He burbles there, not out of joy or pain or sorrow; he is above simple human emotions. So why? Why does he burble?! The bottle is banging it's cap on the window pane now. It still smells, it splats an enormous blast on the window glass and squirts powerfully, into my mouth. Mustard come forth, I must ardently turd The Yellow King...
And that is the last time I ever pooped a God..
Xoltron 2 months ago
I will have this voice
follielafemme 1 year ago
cool vid mate.hastur will bless you.
MrKARSEERUS 1 year ago
what is this? I don't even
follielafemme 1 year ago
Mmm...I can pick up a few inspirations from a few sources... but overall very creepy.
Weibbles 1 year ago