Thread: burrocrat's Account Talk

There once was a fellow McSweeny
Who spilled some gin on his weenie
Just to be couth
He added vermouth
Then slipped his girlfriend a martini

ha!

bunch of freakin poets!

Yes, these are limericks.

There was a young man named Blair
Who was screwing a girl on the stair
In the midst of a stroke the banister broke
So he finished her off in the air

There was a young tenor named Skinner
Who took a young girl out to dinner
At quarter to nine they sat down to dine
At quarter to ten it was in her
The dinner, not Skinner
What were YOU thinking you sinner?

Can songs be included? To the tune of “Wreck of the Old 97” or “The Ship that Never returned”.

She was comin down the mountain doin 90 miles an hour when the chain on her motorcycle broke
They found her in the grass with the sprocket up her ass and her t*ts playing dixie on the spokes

Enough adolescent stuff for now. But thanks for the opportunity.

PO

there was an old gal named cassie
her attitude could be quiet sassy
she liked to screw
and more than a few
but in the end remained quite classy.

there was a young gal named suzy
they all said she's a floozy
turns out they lied
i almost cried
that first time sure was a doozy.

I'm not calling you a slut, I'm calling you a penny: two faced, worthless, and in everyone's pants.

well hey there again, suzy.

Originally Posted by burrocrat

i prefer the term vision quest. when it calls you run.

Or a walk-about per Crocodile Dundee!

i know a hippie named bloom
she likes to howl at the moon
boobies all naked
senses awaked
the baby is due in june.

i know a gal from oregon
gave her some but wanted more again
i said that's enough
feeling kinda rough
now go get some beer at the store again.