I've packed the brownies of the Men from Mars
I leak the Plague from my nether parts
opiates are the *mass* of my religion
I steer my *own* god damn evolution!
I kidnapped the future and ransomed it for the past
I gave Mother Nature a high-protein tonsil wash
Come *on* and give me cancer
I'll spit up the tumor and butter my *bread* with it
I'm a fission reactor, I fart plutonium!
Power plants are fueled by the spew of my brow
I do it for *fun*! I *cannot* be tracked on radar!
when they plug *me* in, the lights go out in the Asia!
(The Subgenius Brag Generator)
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