The Old Crock needs a Rock

[The Flying Cow]

thrown at his bollocks.


[Use this thread to elaborate on your latest poetic creations directed at the man Geezer.]


He is the man in white
The one that trots along the street
Carrying a sack of shaite
His scrotum sack protruding from his feet

Futile it is to observe the laws of nature
When one's in such a state of complete degradation
The man will disintegrate I shit you not
His limbs and members will turn you to snot.


Ad infinitum.

[Biggles]

He did have a nice cunt apple once. The loss turned him bitter I heard.

[Old Geezer]

thrown at his bollocks.


[Use this thread to elaborate on your latest poetic creations directed at the man Geezer.]


He is the man in white
The one that trots along the street
Carrying a sack of shaite
His scrotum sack protruding from his feet

Futile it is to observe the laws of nature
When one's in such a state of complete degradation
The man will disintegrate I shit you not
His limbs and members will turn you to snot.


Ad infinitum.

Ah Turdhead. You thought I would not still be alive huh?

[brotherdoobie]

Old is old. Old men. Old ideas. Old topics...



-bd

[The Flying Cow]

Is that the best you can produce

brother'?

[brotherdoobie]

Atm...yes.



-bd

[brotherdoobie]

Is that the best you got?


-bd

[The Flying Cow]

_Well...

When I have time I can go at it once more, but some participation would boost the scheme up.

[The Flying Cow]

The end is nigh; for this old cunt
His tales a bore; his hairs a furl
The man is finished; pishing down his front
Watch him poop his pants - his crap in a curl


Inspiration is lacking.

Doobie shake the hinges on this one