Author Topic: Just a city boy...  (Read 2271 times)

It's sad what the city does to children these days.
inorite

"Where does food come from?"
"Safeway"
"Where does Safeway get it's food?"
"The warehouse"
"Where does the warehouse get it's food?"
"Uh.. Another warehouse?"
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face. Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin' like a constipated wiener dog. And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams. Her name was Zelda. She was a calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches. I'll never forget the first thing she said to me. She said, "Hey, you've got weasels on your face."
i <3 the country
agreed X)
I thought it was "a singer".
Blockland has quite a large underlying homoloveual community? :panda:
^ atleast you can admit you're a friend
Hi rookie
Whatever you say, sweetie. Just know you ain't gettin' none of ma ass, honey.
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop--you know the place. Well, anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was JUUUUUUST PEACHY!

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Well I failed.
:I this topic went downhill on the second post nice one op

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face. Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin' like a constipated wiener dog. And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams. Her name was Zelda. She was a calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches. I'll never forget the first thing she said to me. She said, "Hey, you've got weasels on your face."
Albuquerque :D


What is this I don't even

A smell of wine and cheap perfume


SOME WILL WIN SOME WILL LOOSE SOME WERE BORN TO SIGN THE BLUES OH ANYTHING TO ROLE THE DICE JUST ONE MORE TIME!

A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they could share the night.

For a smile they could share the night.

It goes on and on and on and ooooonnnnn



inb4 van down by the river