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| | | (I) raise Viking war
en a village of gas machine
see gramma mosee-thinger
of planet betelgeuse
Find frieda and purloin.
I take tea
I like some PAT
BITCHES. | | | |
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| | | and then there was viking bowling
and then i was drunk or maybe i was already and i duck gizzards and i cooked those fuckers up
that's my story then i spent some time masturbating | | | |
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| | | Bitch I got a saw
deadly-ass pimpsaw it runs on gasoline
and molten hot lava love in the night
I will make the aforementioned saw go crazy on the flesh of your body like a bulldog gobbling fries with mayonnaise on them
you are too fat, so far
viva las frijoles, motherfucker
i am going to fuk this town right up
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| | | I like to break firm vikings
Such as Tank
He has moist fingers
He likes to diddle
and frolic
I confess
I pat his bottom sometimes | | | |
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| | | I own a fucking bookstore. In it, I read about tanks and mutton and aircraft that I find very frightening. So many tall tales. What a pal, huh? | | | |
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| | | Linkswarm rips assholes a new one. Go there! | | | |
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| | | The victorious bok choy
Yes, I'm thinking
About my filthy toes in black crack whores
Or Maybe Delta Burke I guess
I'm afraid I need some tail
Hook a brother up | | | |
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| | | I am MONARCH of the SEA
I tell to you good joek now yes
You are in state of readiness
Will like the joek of me
Here we go
Crap me
I forgot joek | | | |
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| | | Dear Mum: I am fuking sly in the apothecary
thanks you mum for popsicle shipment
they eradicate my diarrhea
but deftly they turn Gertrude frigid (a sadness)
Never mind that bitch now
I punt her back into next year's waste flagon (*PUNT* LOL)
and buy me a cape | | | |
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| | | Yes, you wonder about my stupid expression
You don't know I'm thinking
That I have a 9" buttplug in my ass
And my testicles are attached to the battery of my Volvo
IT's a sad tale
But I'm proud of it | | | |
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| | | Jerry Springer's final coment is embrassed internationaly | | | |
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| | | I am descended from vikings
I drove a tank in the war
I make a bitchin' struedel
I am a wealthy
scandinavian businessman
but i too
sometimes get that unfresh feeling
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| | | I am a victim of backstabbing,
I am tanked in my moist dinghy,
And it delights until I fart.
I'm not sure if it's a tall tale, but I am your pal.
Your friendly, homosexual, Jerry Springer-a-like. | | | |
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| | | Either that or an epilectic fit on the keyboard.....damn those k-raz-eeeee Scandinavians! | | | |
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| | | Wow. Jerry Springer and Bill Gates' love child. | | | |
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| | | We have a winner. Or is that wiener? | | | |
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| | | Tonight on Scandivian news line: the letter T surrounded by parentheses. Police surrounding hostage situation. Shots fired and the T was later released. More at 21:45 o'clock | | | |
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