there once was a man named mcswenson.
whose nose i would like to be punchin.
his boyfriend he kissed
so his nose i did miss
but his toes, well they took a good crunchin.
jerk.
if you had faith in anything other than the spandex of your bicycle shorts and keeping your homosexuality in the closet you might sense the evil glare karma is giving you right now.
jerk.
2 comments:
You have such a way with words! Can't wait for Friday! PARTY and we are gettin your man REALLY wasted!
YAY FOR WASTED! YAY YAY YAY!!!
Post a Comment