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10-13-2006 #1
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That's it I'm Leaving.........A poem
Why a dog will leave his bone
They dogs, they had a meeting
They came from near and far
Some came by covered wagon
And some by private car
But the dogs, they had a ruling
Before they were allowed to look
They had to take their assholes off
And hang them on a hook
In they came all single file
Both mother's, son's, and sires
But before they all got seated
Some poodle hollered "fire"
Up they jumped, all in a bunch
They didn't have time to look
So each dog grabbed at random
An asshole from the hook
They got their assholes all mixed up
which made them ably sore
To think they had an asshole,
They never had before
So this my friend is the reason why
A dog will leave his bone
To smell another dogs asshole....
He's looking for his own
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10-14-2006 #2
Hey specialk, are you singing that or reciting it at a coffee house? Either way nice ditty. I don't have a clue what it means. Pass that joint before it becomes a roach.
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10-14-2006 #3
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Originally Posted by ezed
LOL at the cukoo nest/DeVito pic, EZED. This little gem is reserved for Poker game, or maybe around the campfire, only. I can't take credit for composing it though.
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10-14-2006 #4
Maybe that's why when I act an asshole, it doesn't seem like it's really me. Are you really leaving? What will you do with all that free time?
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10-14-2006 #5
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Originally Posted by yodajazz
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10-14-2006 #6
I won't say that I am a sucker, people here might take the wrong meaning.