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PoetryNoses are red, faces are blue, You stunk up the can, with the fart that you blew. (view post) |
03/17/2008 |
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PoetryAs I sit and write this poem, My bum is heaving’ and a blowing’, Stinking up this bathroom stall, I’m trying not to spray the wall, I can’t control it, I wanna die, It must have been, that pumpkin pie. (view post) |
03/17/2008 |
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Uh... speed runsNimbus Posted:
Yeah, but is it bigger than a bread box? (view post) |
03/13/2008 |
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Random Rollovers: What do you think?+1 (view post) |
03/11/2008 |
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PoetryHere I sat and jerked my pud Next in here is you, bud Sorry but I had to spew So as you leave, check your shoe (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryIf you want a cold surprise, Pull the chain before you rise! (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryThey paint these walls to hide my pen But it’s no use – the **** house poet strikes again. (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryThis is a Teepee, for you to peepee, not a wigwom, to beat your Tomtom (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryNo need to stand on the seat, Cause your crabs can jump three feet. (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryBrown crown sliding down, The whole roll into the bowl, And I while, and smile, as I scribe this tile… My dreams now dashed, bum now splashed, Fears rehashed, Into the system my sample is stashed. The life I live, a carefree one In matters of the soul, The work I do, now is done, Thus, I flush the bowl. (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryHere I sit same as ever Took a dump and pulled the lever Toilet clogged and water flowed Look out world its a MOTHERLOAD!! (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryI kissed my girl, got erected! Pitched my line and got rejected. So here I sit On this seat Smelling **** and beating meat. (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryHe who writes on ****house walls, Rolls his **** in little balls, He who reads these words of wit, Eat these little balls of ****. (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryHere I sit Broken hearted Tried to **** But only farted (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryHere I lie in stinky vapor, Because some bastard stole the toilet paper, Shall I lie, or shall I linger, Or shall I be forced to use my finger. (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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PoetryHere i stand and hesitate, should i **** or masturbate (view post) |
03/10/2008 |
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