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Dial in this number and you're in for a surprise
Meat injection to the brain, dripping from nose and eyes
1-800-M-E-A-T -- RIGHT NOW
If you grab that receiver, you'll get blasted in the ear with ground up cow

Don't touch that phone
Don't pick up that phone
Don't touch that phone
Don't pick up that fucking phone

"You gotta be fuckin' kiddin me, motherfucker. So I'm callin' AAA, right? Alright, so maybe I shouldn'ta been drivin' ... but all the same some fucking slimy shit comes sprayin' outta my phone. Swear to god, it's fucking ground beef. What the fuck, motherfucker? Next thing you know, tow truck pulls up, dude's tellin' me 'bout his job and shit ... he's like, 'well, a job's a fuckin' job'. And next thing you fuckin' know, motherfucker? Dumps a fuckin' dead cow on my truck. Swear to fuckin' god, motherfucker. Shit like this usually doesn't happen till Wednesday."

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from Meatphone, released August 31, 2014

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