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Run Forest! Run... (Limerick) by Bachus While huffing gas one day at the pumpe.
I dreamt that I met Forest Gumpe.
He offered me candy
For a left handed shandy
'stead I bent him nude 'ver a stumpe
When I finished him up I was proude
But having not noticed the crowde,
and with no hand towel
I loosened my bowel
With a prolonged inaudible growle.
Up the ladder:
Nightshades
Down the ladder:
The Ebony Orchid of Theta
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Posted: January 31, 2003 4:50 PM PST; Last modified: January 31, 2003 4:50 PM PSTWeighted score: 7.006724 Overall Rank: 77 Comments:
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Caducus @ 62.105.88.10
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1-Feb-03/4:32 AM
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you are mad...but funny too -7
This is by far your best work!!!
Hehehehe Thats twice in one day you made me laugh. -8-
Which throne are you trying to heir to? or is it air or err?
Daring! Original! Creative!
The other day whilst traversing a pothole invested road. My car began making a strange and wispy chirp. Immediately I thought of our days together, and all of those insightful picnics at the lake. i wept openly. Then i chirped along with it. For you.
Chirping! Chirpinal! Chirpitive!
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