Hey-when Ya’ll gonna do the version that say’s things like “With my wife at the whorehouse and me just out of Jail-I went to go lookin’ for a nice piece of tail.” and
“He filled all our stockin’s with pretzels and beer-and a big rubber dildo for my brother the queer.”
SUCH poetry.*sigh*
Hey, if you got it, send it. I’ll post it.
I’m like Mikey in those old TV commenrcials (back when I watched TV)---he’d eat anything? I’ll post anything (well, almost!)
Hey, AL Twerp I didn’t know you had a poetic side…
Those were great got anymore....
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