Midnight Snackby Frank Niebaum ![]() April 15, 2002 All the summer dumplings want to eat me alive,
I get a hostile greeting even before I arrive! Oh me oh my, I've pissed off the pie! What an unfortunate fate! Why'd I have to delve into the custard so late? Now my gentle dreamland has been turned all amiss, Not a single baby here to give me a kiss! No hills made of quilts, no drummers on stilts, My dreamscape has gone all wrong! Goodbye to Brahms and hello to this Zydeco song! Moon, my friend, oh what I'd give to see your wide smile, Every cake I bite into is filled with a file! No cow up there jumping, the breastmilk is pumping, The little dog's barfing up crack! The spoon is gone, the plate is having a heart attack! Why'd I have to eat those dozen Cadbury eggs? Why not leave the chocolate bunny, or at least his legs? That damn midnight snack that I wish I had back, Oh please dear God let me wake! At least get these sheep to rehab, for goodness sake. Quote of the Day“What a waste it is to lose one's mind. Or not to have a mind is being very wasteful. How true that is. Jesus, I'm wasted.”-Dan Quayle Fortune 500 CookieDon't stop thinking about tomorrow—we hear if you're late to your own castration they charge double. Anyone can be a hero to a small child, just buy a monster truck and never take your sunglasses off. Try eating more greens: we find it hilarious and it pisses off those asshole golfers. This week's lucky medical procedures not covered by Medicaid: assectomy, therapeutic genital massage, gene therapy for "itchy taint," installation of a second "failsafe" spare heart—baboon or otherwise, and goat removal.Try again later. Top 5 commune Features This Week
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