02/19/26
Like lamb on acid
|  Clawby Bartimere Gong   October 14, 2002 A quick
short walk to the beach you wear your blue bikini blue like my heart blue like my teardrops and almost I can see the nipples your boobs, not my heart or teardrops We walk, hand in hand and one more hand like the hand of love a third-wheel who won't take a hint we sit in sand sand in my shorts ass crack! You complain it's cold why must you ruin everything? Shit! Now a crab in my shorts scrotal flesh clamped in shellfish claws selfish claws like something I saw on The Flintstones My pain is red red like the crab pinching my balls Motherfucker Quit laughing, Shelly, you stupid bitch Oh, now You're leaving? Fine Go I would rather date your sister anyway. Fuck these claws of love hurt like a motherfucker and the crab that is too real crab bastard Quote of the Day“A man cannot serve two masters. Unless they are both kung fu masters, in which case he'd better do his damned best. At least until they kill each other in a spectacular bloody finale.”-Rod Godd Fortune 500 CookieFine, the stars won't kill you with cancer like they previously promised… big baby. Time to face facts: Those laser discs you socked away are never going to go up in value. Sorry, girlfriend, no visit from the stork for you, but you will get a postcard from a half-crazed seagull. Lucky Sean Penn films: Hurly Burly, Dead Man Walking, I Am Sam, and Supreme Blow-Jobs XXVI.Try again later. Top 5 commune Features This Week
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