Now attacking his own sister wouldn't do any good, but attacking our own Ma...that's asking for a maternal Katrina come to whip his ass.
No satisfied with it, he gonna insulting the lovely heavy weight ladies of the triple X D cup which will be like inserting a stick in a wasp nest.
The Space Cadet will never learn?
Perhaps if one of the ladies can write we will hear her response to that irresponsible li'l brother of us?

In defense of my “absent” minded sister
which was accused of a sickness with spots
I can say only one tiny little funny thing,
“our Space Cadet hasn’t training at all
to practice the virtues of sacred silence
like a fish, he can’t keep is mouth shut!”

Now, he most be deranged to go charging
the wearers of bra triple X large D cup
which abound around AD precious garden
Fury Valkyries you don’t want to piss off,
what I am saying? He can’t see no fat ladies
he’s gone all astronaut with Mexican Pot.

Now, badmouthing our Ma, that’s no good,
She ain’t no “old bat” and she carries soap
to wash the tonsils of any ungrateful child
that has the nerve to call himself her son,
I see a world record of all enemas coming
using of all things, a mean Fireman’s hose.

PeeWee, as usual, ain’t here for Tiger Lily,
he ain’t here no matter the reasons at all,
so, to confront the crazy fat braless horde
Fee, Richard, Starman, Tom Hylan will call
expecting Willam, Walt, Ted, and two Larrys
and don’t I will ever forget Carrol J by George!

Well “ladies” Jersey Devil Ed sent
a mighty challenge to all of you,
and as I see the things from here…
there’s only one way things can go,
as all of you are running away in fear
don’t let the door hit ya on the butt.