This poem by Jamie DeWolf (interesting fact: the grandson of Scientology founder L. Ron Hubbard) is giving me life. It's a beautiful message wrapped up in a deliciously offensive package.
Offensive Content Warning: "Big, bad" words and sexual situations
Thank you Mr. DeWolf, now I don't feel too bad about my daily
Creole Creamery ice cream cone.
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