Lyrics To A Simpler Time

The Jokes On Me

In my teens, I once crapped in a paper bag

The ingredients of a great prank I had

    Toss, burn, smear, and/or bake

    A choice I couldn’t make

And, that’s why, today, my attic smells so bad.

No one gives a fourth of a cum covered turd what you think, but please don't let that stop you from spreading your insightful wit to the world by commenting below. Or fuck, you're such a pussy-eating faggot you're probably interested in the rss feed of this shitty site. Oy vey.

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Everytime I see a balding, 500 lb piece of shit with eczema eating Cinnabon, smoking a cigarette and hobbling in line outside GameStop to get the latest WOW expansion; I just can't stop thinking to myself, 'That, came out of someone's vagina'.