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Where are the boobies?
Watching the mantrain go by does not get me off. Next: accidentally watching gay porn when your wife/gf/mother walks in |
oh my god, you're home!
No, don't leave, I can explain I was 'curious' next, getting caught in your zipper |
Bones, your first line is 6 syllables, Second is 8, Last is 5... :P
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Atari is fun.
I play Atari all day. Nothing is as fun. next: Sour Straws! |
Suck the straw, my lips
pucker like a cat's asshole. But it tastes so good. next: realising your parachute doesn't work midair |
Oh my god this sucks.
My chute did come open. I am so dead now. Next: Turtles. |
Cowabunga, dudes,
We've saved April O'Neil, but Shredder's escaping! Next: Ludicrous Speed! |
ludicrous speed go!
Space Ball One they've gone to plaid smoke if ya got 'em Next: Sesame Street |
Bow before Grover!
He is king of the Muppets! Oscar is cool, too. (and... for my own contribution to getting caught in your zipper...) Ow! ow! ow! ow! ow! Jesus Christ, the pain! The pain!!!!! Shoot me in the head! Up next: Yappy dogs |
stfu dog
you are really damn whiney i will hit you now next: the simpsons |
Son, never forget:
The strong must protect the sweet. We fight to the death! or Mmmm... Geography... Ha Ha! Look at this country! U R Gay? Ha Ha! or If they think I am gonna stop at that stop sign, they are mistaken! Next: Heavy metal lyrics as haiku |
How many syllables is stfu? How is that pronounced, like Stufuu or something? Then that's only like 3 syllables there.
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I don't know heavy metal lyrics but stfu is just short for shut the fuck up which is 4 syllables. So it works out.
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Take me home tonight
Down Beside that red fight light Fat Bottomed Girls. Yea. (Not exactly.. but..yea.. Close enough) Next Haiku: Ronald McDonald |
Kids know my face. So?
Its the adults I'm after. Fatten, my dumplings. Next: Getting locked out of the house naked |
Swinging in the wind,
Borrowed next door's keys last week. Trellis seems sturdy. When you've a free moment: 1st wedding anniversary |
A Russian dinner.
Spending the night in New York. It was last Sunday! (Really, it was!) Up next: Make-up sex |
I'm truly sorry
let me make it up to you oops! Sorry again! Tune in next time for: fixing a flat tire |
Shit! I dropped the wrench
God Dammit! I smashed my thumb and I have to pee. Next Haiku: Smoking in the High School Bathroom |
Stop Eating, Fat Kid
Stop chewing that damn gum, bitch Shut up you damn brat. Next Haiku: Yoko Ono |
Not really her fault
The Beatles time was over John Lennon is Dead Jay Leno |
Never was funny,
chin looks like a big ol' ass the tonight show sucks! oh next topic Slamball!!!! |
Never heard of slamball
Anyone know what it is? Private Message me next: mcdonalds |
I need more Carbs, mom.
Oh No! I have become Fat Let's sue McDonalds Next Haiku: Space Ghost |
Big cartoonish dude
Weep for the souls of the young Must adjust my dose Next: Multiculturalism |
My Haiku about
Multiculturalism Has run out of words Next:Your first time |
My first time felt like
dropping a redwood into a coffee grinder Next please: waterbeds |
Very good for back
Soft soothing warmth from below Fat bitch pops mattress Next dammit: bad dogs |
bad bad dogs bad dogs
whatcha gonna do when they come for you? bad dogs next: phat cats |
I read the comics
Garfield is a fat fuck Put down the food, Fatty Next: Disposable Cameras |
i went on a trip
got many a shot threw the fucker away next:marijuana (go figure) |
like marijuana?
it does make you stupider but it sure is fun next: blackouts |
Yes! The last Level.
I have been playing for months A Black Out?! GOD DAMMIT. Next: Techno Music |
Boom-chit-boom-chit-boom
chit-boom-chit-boom-shit-boom-chit boom-chit-shoot-me-boom How about: a lovely picnic in the park |
Brilliant mover!
Oh wait! Here comes the good bit!! Dance even better! Now let's have: mittens |
Arse!
People over there, Staring, drooling at my pie, What, no pickled eggs? Next, mittens. Okay?:) |
raindrops on roses
and some warm woolen mittons the hills are alive next: friday |
Friday makes me sad.
Friends bash me after ballet. I say naughty words. Friends bash me harder. Liver, Spleen, Bladder rupture. Blood on my tutu. Next on the agenda: Plum Jam |
Plum jam tastes so good
On toast or English muffin But not on hot dog Next topic: sandals |
The sun on my feet
Too long, now I have blisters Yes I hate sandals Next topic: Combat boots |
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