Members the_big_geez Posted September 17, 2005 Members Share Posted September 17, 2005 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members MrJoshua Posted September 17, 2005 Members Share Posted September 17, 2005 Grab yourself a can of Pork Soda. You'll be feelin' just fine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members oldivor Posted September 17, 2005 Members Share Posted September 17, 2005 Originally posted by MrJoshua Grab yourself a can of Pork Soda. You'll be feelin' just fine. Laying around the housedowning those cans of swine or some thing like that Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members zenfascist Posted September 17, 2005 Members Share Posted September 17, 2005 "ain't nothin' quite like sittin' round the house, suckin' down them cans of swine" would be more correct Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members ARES Posted September 17, 2005 Members Share Posted September 17, 2005 you know or maybe it's something simpler like yer ex-girlfriend turned out to be a guy... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Tlaloc Posted September 18, 2005 Members Share Posted September 18, 2005 yah so ya know you come home from that 9 to 5 job and you put yourself down that burgundy couch of yours but ya know it wasnt really burgundy it was red you painted it with a goddamn spray can so now whenever you stand up there are bits and pieces of red stuck to your butt.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members c0kenp0pr0ckz Posted September 18, 2005 Members Share Posted September 18, 2005 nature boy is a better song, IMO Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members dman11 Posted September 18, 2005 Members Share Posted September 18, 2005 Tommy the Cat "I remember as it were a meal ago" Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign mattermay have nestled its way into His mighty throat. Many a fat alley rathad met its demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrelof this awesome prowling machine. Truly a wonder of nature this urbanpredator. Tommy the cat had many a story to tell, but it was a rareoccasion such as this that he did. "She came slidin' down the alleyway like butter drippin' off a hotbiscuit. The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion ineven the oldest of Tigers that hung around the hot spot in thosedays. The sight was beyond belief. Many a head snapped for double,even triple, takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into thedelta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys wereknown to hang out. They hung in droves. Such a multitude ofmasculinity could only be found in One place... and that wasO'malley's Alley. The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended)but not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up intothe heart of the alley. She knew what she wanted. She was lookin'for that stud bull, the he cat. And that was me. Tommy the Cat is myname and I say unto thee... Say baby do you wanna lay down by me" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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