Dr.Deuss books, vol. II (Dr.Seuss style books for young adults) Feel free to add on.
  1. Vol. I
    Oh, the People You'll Fuck Start here if you missed the first one. 👆🏻
  2. How that bitch stole Christmas, Mother's Day, Fourth of July, alimony, the house AND custody!
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    Every who in Who's-whoville liked him a lot, but the bitch that lived just north of Who's-whoville(in the hills), Did NOT! That bitch hated him through all four seasons. Don't bother to ask, no one quite knows the reason. It could be his head-game, or he wasn't screwing her right. It could be, perhaps, he was just too uptight. But I think that the most likely reason of all, may have been that his bank account was two commas too small. Her lawyer took everything and left him with nothing at all.
  3. The Cat into Scat
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    Poor Dick and Sally. It's cold and wet and they're stuck in the house with nothing to do, until the cat into scat shows up, transforming the dull day into a madcap adventure! "and then something went BUMP! how that bump made us jump! we looked! then we saw him squatting over the dump! we looked! and we saw him! the cat into scat! and he said to us, 'that how you do it; do it just like that!' 'i know it is wet and the sun is not sunny. but we can have lots of fun until it gets runny!'
  4. Donald J. Trump will you please go now! 👉🏻
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    The time has come.The time is now.Just go. Go. GO! I don't care how. You can go by foot. Or put your foot in your mouth. Donald J. Trump, will you please go now! You can go on skis. You can go in a hat. But,seriously put a hat on,Please! I don't care for your hair, how its twisted and teased. You can take a hike. You can go on bike. If you like you can go where there's no one but you. Just go, go, GO! Please do, do, DO! Donald J. Trump, I don't care how. Donald J. Trump, will you please GO NOW!
  5. And to Think That I Saw Mulberry on Fleek!
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    the story follows a boy named Marco, who describes a parade of imaginary people and vehicles traveling along a road, in an elaborate fantasy story he dreams up to text his father during his walk. However, when he arrives home he decides instead to tell his father what he actually saw—his crush Kim Mulberry was totes on fleek!
  6. The Yourtax
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    He was shortish. And oldish. And sober. And dry. He spoke with the voice of an army guy. "Mister!" he said with a sawdusty weeze, "I am the Yourtax, don't smoke on those trees." I smoke on the trees because my trees cure disease, And I'm asking you,sir,to let my trees be-he was very upset as he shouted to scold,"Yourtax is the law, now do as your told!" Look, Yourtax, I said. There's no cause for alarm. I smoked just one tree. I am doing no harm. I'm being quite useful. This thing is a Weed.
  7. Milf on Stilts
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    A terrible tongue twister that rapidly increases in difficulty as it goes on and doubles as a euphemism for cunnilingus. The story follows a young man that is obsessed with an older woman but can't bring himself to approach her. It's a cautionary tale about talking yourself out of overcoming obstacles in the way of achieving your goals. "Milf on stilts with skirt and shirt, look up high between her thighs, can't plant seed in there go bare or use your tongue if you dare."
  8. If I Ran With Boo
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    I'd run here and there, I'd run hitherto; I'd run to the city, I'd run by the zoo. I'd run to the zebra, I'd run by the chimps; I'd run if my knee hurt, I'd run with a limp. I'd run right behind her, or perhaps side by side; I'd run if my side hurt, I'd never break stride. I'd run every day, I'd run every morning; I'd run without shoes, I'd run if it's pouring. I'd breath through my nose, exhale through the mouth; I'd pluck her a rose, and race to the house.
  9. The Foot Fetish book
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    "On the job and in my inbox so many feet you meet within socks. Some with bare feet, others with hairy feet. More and more feet, Twenty-four feet, Here come more and more………and more feet! Lick foot. Sniff foot. Feet. Feet. Feet. Oh, how many feet you meet!” The Foot Fetish Book is about a shoe salesman that has a foot fetish; and a Craigslist ad for his anonymous foot fetish desires.