Q. why did the chicken cross the road
A. brent's nuts are full of tar

Q. what has four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, and three legs in the evening?
A. a baby crawling up brent's ♥♥♥♥♥♥-up long driveway which is so long and stupid that it distorts the flow of time

Q. what's black and spins around and around and around
A. brent's ♥♥♥ in a blender

Q. what's white and black and red all over
A. brent (ghastly pale piece of shut-in ♥♥♥♥) having a ♥♥♥ (tar, which is black) after walking up his driveway (long, tires him out and he gets all red)

Knock knock!
Who's there?
Brent!
Brent who?
Brent, the mewling bag of ♥♥♥♥ with the ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up long driveway and the even more ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up ♥♥♥♥ that shoots tar.
*door slams shut*

hey i saw a bunch of words on my page and i pretended to read them but then i realized they were probably not meant for me, as they were tough talking fighting words of fury and you're a roly poly impotent little pissant of a man whose hammer-flattened ♥♥♥♥, well it's almost hammer-flattened but there's still a lot of bumps on it because you keep getting weird mosquito bite welts on it because you keep trying to get mosquitoes to suck you off, shoots tar. and since i know that i doubt very much you'd ever want to fight me irl and if you did i would easily KO you in one ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ punch and then ♥♥♥♥ the ♥♥♥♥ out of your driveway like a fearsome warrior beast, you snot-faced pug-nosed little two-bit sack of ♥♥♥♥♥