Rhymes To Live By
There is no societal problem that can’t be cured by beating a shitty, trite poem into us.
Click it or ticket
Arrive alive, don’t drink and drive
Wipe your caboose, every time you drop a deuce
Ride the bus and dump the pump
Give a hoot, don’t pollute
No matter how inspired from the public restroom you get, Don’t paint the walls with your own shit.
Hugs not drugs
Don’t shake to death your kids, we all know there’s no such thing as SIDS
Be cool stay in school
Ladies: Back to front = shitty cunt
Guys: Front to back = clean sack
Be kind, please rewind
When you’re through be a good John, put down the machete and leave the hookers head on.
I ain’t got no time to do no fancy, faggoty book learning. Not to get all pedagogical on you, but if it can’t be boiled down into a stanza, made to rhyme and fit on a bumper sticker then it ain’t worth learning.
That’s a fact, jack.
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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