Stretch Nuts

All Hail Stretch Nuts!

36 inches, bitch! And that’s only a smidgen
Me and my droopy sack, you know the legend
My ball sack was blessed by the Space Pope
I double Dutch jump my junk. Fuck rope!
And I sucker punchin’ chumps and miner punks and cut throats
You don’t want nothin’ like like my Hairy Peter
I’ll stretch my scrotum from here to Jita
My nuts got stuck in my fuckin’ ships recliner
Four fat Amarr hood rats swingin’ off my scrotum
Ah! Get off it! (“Just wanna hold ‘em!”)
The testic-elastic even smashed and swollen
Nut sack gymnastics, I snatch the gold one

When I was young, my nuts hung Low
You might say much lower than some (Oh?)
Down to the floor like a wore-out bungee cord
Some say a legend was born

My nut bag drags the ground
Double take! Make sure no fags around
Lay down, ho! (Blap) You hear the tea baggin’ sound?
My nut bag, like two cue balls in some panty hose
Extra tight speedos? Shit, hand me those
Dont fuck fine bitches! Give me gigantic hoes
That’s all right! My blaster is like sand in toes
You like it rough, bitch? You get punched in that pussy
dont want to fuck a tight tummy. Give me fat and mushy
I eat your whole butt crack out of that tushie
I’m Octus. My whole nut bag extra bushy
Fuck clippers. I like my pubes caught in zippers
I hate feather weights. Give me fat Ore whore strippers