Goddammit, The Dude! You made me miscount my words I am ashamed, board. I am seriously tempted to let The Dude start posting his stupid ass haikus in here right now. He is distracting me with his terrible wordcraft. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha EDIT: My girlfriend--gassy Disturbing odors, noxious Need new lady friend.
Sir, I admit it. Only our friendship kept me From tapping your bride. My tongue is long, quick My experience level? Pussy Wizard 9. Give her ten minutes In my company. You'll find Yourself girlfriend-less.
Don't fight it dubyu Pinkcup will surely have her It is when, not if. Hope for pics and vids Then you can at least jerk it Using tears as lube.
Food porn you ask for? Bacon surprise I'll give you Meat hard-on, you'll have. All of these items Made by my friends and myself Meat party we had
Of all types of poems, for me, A haiku's not open and free. Let's add to the mix, For giggles and kicks, Some limericks composed with great glee.
Need good pumpkin ale in Dallas I cannot find Sam adams is gross. Seriously though. If Blue Moon pumpkin ale is the best around here... I am saddened.
There once was a lawyer named Sack Who hated anyone black. He had bigoted views, Especially for Jews, But he really didn't know jack.
Toward limerick, lust4life rushes But a silence falls over the lushes. We're just scheming of ways To incorp'rate the phrase "Ballsack rapes other men with hairbrushes."
A deep v-neck tee, Delicate hands, short stature, Hard nips. Meet dubya. Compelled to clean house, Soft-spoken like a wee mouse Yeah, that's dubyatee. We can speak of farts, Or we can speak of his girl. Your choice, gentlemen.
Blood starts to rush to our dicks, When Pinkcup describes the vaginas she licks. Then usually she'll start, Describing her farts. Mental pictures that therapy won't fix.
I genuinely love to kill boners, you see Nothing else can put a smile on me! So I post some ass Then talk about gas And all the suddenly-limp dicks fill me with glee.