Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Bad Poetry For Chipper

Drunk Dialing Debauchery

"Torque my supple manboob"

cameth the request

Alas, for me

T'was not to be.

Sighing softly I declined,

Took a drag,

And confiscated all the phones.

3 Comments:

At July 05, 2005 7:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

My penis cometh over

 
At July 06, 2005 12:35 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

how much longer are we going to be voting on where you should live when you grow up? There are 23 votes, and I think about 15 of them are my votes.

 
At July 06, 2005 8:24 PM, Blogger Cooper said...

You better stop the penis cometh thing in it's track.

 

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