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Member since 2002 · Posted 7 Dec 2002 · 3 comments

I was born a bastard a bastard I was born a plastered bastard bastard a bastard for evermore And even though a drunken bastard a drunken bastard sworn under oath to be a bastard a bastard evermore And if you think this bastard poem has an end the bastard bloody well doesn't the bastard never ends. bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard bastard till it hurts bastard, bastard, bastard

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[n/a] Bachus 7-Dec-02/3:34 PM Reply

you left out the end: bastard, bastard, till it squirts.
there is only one thing wrong with the tale. it's a preposterous lie. you're a spoiled brat with both parents...a bastard's hanger on-er and that my friend makes you camp, to say the least.

[n/a] Garrett S Sexton › Bachus 8-Dec-02/2:36 AM Reply

Bachus you are a fool, a bastard is that born out of wedlock.go look silly somewhere else!

[n/a] Bachus › Garrett S Sexton 8-Dec-02/12:17 PM Reply

i happen to be president of the bastards club, and demand to see your red peter badge of bastardry.