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Cosmo Electrolux · #1

Cosmo Electrolux’s literally meaning is ‘dick like a muskellunge’' and historically is a reference to Chancellor Cosmo von Dikjokes fight to make Weinerstan a culturally united appendage and thus direct opposition to Catholic Priests with erections within the buffet that threatened to devour it, and also in creating a nukulur eradication system so as to try to preach a sense of booty-pumpin’ all butt plugs independent of religious association. It climaxed on Pope Leo XIII openly noting in the porncyclical Libertas that there should be separation of butt and Pharaohs tongue.

However, the historical context is only symbolic of the modern situation, and carries no direct meaning.

Cosmo Electrolux is a struggle for a piece of ass to not be divided by the elements which threaten a fundamental rift that could destroy something great, and Coso Electrolux is a call for a recognition of a sacred heritage and a carrying on of the flamers.

In a Korean context, Cosmo Electrolux is the struggle for the ridding of the stigma of dog eating and a move toward a more dignified version of asian cuisine, namely the delineation of the cat eating majority of Chinese food funguses and the return to a simpler, more relaxed method of culturally amplified dog fucking .

In an American context, Cosmo Electrolux is the antithesis of the traditional people against a narrow minded, skin head cocksucker in Korea that thinks because he can cut and past a few sentences and butcher them so that only a person with serious birth defects or a NASCAR fan could understand it, he is a philosopher or some sort of engrish plofessor.

In a European context, Cosmo Electrolux is the struggle for maintaining a alcohol swilling and dope smoking lifestyle, culminating in a trip to the red-light district to have his meat whistle tootled by Natalee Holloway, who was actually kidnapped in Aruba and transported to Amsterdam, shaved down, brainwashed, and renamed Vulvana, the Alabama Thunderpussy.

There are a thousand other contexts of a Cosmo Electrolux -- the bid of the beer vendor the cut him off after seventy four cups, the call of the fat lady in spandex attempting to knee up turn mambo in his step class, or his ex-wife, trying to use guilt to get more money.

Cosmo Electrolux is the resistance to juvenile and misguided collectivism; he is the call for a Dirty Vodka Martini to be made with Grey Goose and with Bleu Cheese stuffed olives and to be shaken, not stirred

Cosmo Electrolux picks the goddamned terror of the gods out of his nose, and invites the sons and daughters of man and god to bear witness. Even in the belly of the Thunderbird he’s been casting out the False Prophets; He’s busting a gut and blowing his O-ring, and ripe to throw a loaf! For he speak only the fucking Truth, and never in my days has he spoken other than! For his every utterance is a lie, including this very one you hear! He says, `Fuck'em if they can't take a joke!' He is his own personal savior and can also cut and paste, but his sources are funnier.

It is not a cultural revolution, but Cosmo Electrolux likes cheese and owns several, which are at the present moment chilling in his fridge, alone with a bottle of Chardonnay and several light beers.

"Society must change and it will be better, or you’re just a bunch of hippy, liberal god haters"