Rush loves to be called ‘Grumpy’. It was the fat-boy’s cross-dressing, dominatrix name for the longest time, must still be.
It’s all about pills and smack and adrenal glands chopped clean from little black boys. That is what this fat pig is all about, and nobody parties harder. I remember one six-day binge with Grumpy I witnessed him gorge himself on an entire boys little-league team for lunch.
When I finally let Rush die I know the flatulent stench of his mortgaged soul will stink up all of Hell itself, good times.
Keep On Chemtrailing,