Originally Posted by mjmacky ^ I was meaning I don't have to be consistent. Your mom's butt is consistent like oatmeal, yo. It's lumpy and grainy, but I like the feel though.
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. - --Good for them if they survive.
Wait nevermind, I'm confusing my posts.
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I can't have just made that up. It rhymes and I don't do them.
Wait, hold on again. Original error in 2057. I was right the first time about being wrong the first time.
Originally Posted by manker I can't have just made that up. It rhymes and I don't do them. You know poems don't have to rhyme.
Originally Posted by mjmacky Let's not forget here that I was saying Art's penis is the size of an electron. You guys are forgetting what's important. It's a trade off, though. Those electrons are fucking fast. Making secks with Art is like opening your love tunnel to a humming bird.
Originally Posted by mjmacky Originally Posted by manker I can't have just made that up. It rhymes and I don't do them. You know poems don't have to rhyme. I know nothing about poetry. It seems like you do though, gaylord.
Originally Posted by mjmacky Wait, hold on again. Original error in 2057. I was right the first time about being wrong the first time. Orite. I was looking at 2062. The one in the quote in 2066
Originally Posted by manker Originally Posted by mjmacky You know poems don't have to rhyme. I know nothing about poetry. It seems like you do though, gaylord. Oooooh, oooooh, oooooh I know some poetry There was a young lady from Eeling, Who had a peculiar feeling.....
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