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I'm Dakota Jim I'm as tough as nails You better not cross my path On each hip a gun I wear And knives in me boots Across my back a Winchester And derringers in my sleeves I'm as tough as nails And I'll rob you blind Old women, children and a
I must have watched the Christina bungle about a dozen times!
This is a true story...it was related to me by a friend of my cousin who had a dog who spoke to the mailman who had a girlfriend who had a pet rabbit who had a sister from Morvant Trinidad and Tobago. So there you have it
Love that show, one of the funniest of all time!
lmaooooooooooo.. I did get hit on the top of my shoe once although not my face but it was dang close.lol..
Macie, my chocolate lab and sparkle have a love/hate relationship. One moment they are chasing each other around the house and outside and the next they are curled up sleeping side by side.
Have you?
Ladybee42 a while back set me the challenge to write a Mirror poem. Finally got around to it. Does anyone else like to have a go.
A story within a poem, that is how dancing performs
Dear Amelia why have you rejected me. Is it because I don't have a hump, or is it the lack of a club foot. I cannot help it that my teeth are white and my hair tidy. Please Amelia I will change for you. Always yours in love Barak Jeconiah Holofernes
Not every story has a happy ending...it is a happy ending for the witch.
Come my sweet invite me in For I shall be your secret lover Bare your neck to my naked gaze I can see a vein there pulsing My kiss so hot will boil your blood You'll soon swoon in my arms Not yet my love not yet First I need to feel your lif
The newest super hero PLUNGER MAN
not a lot to say i do
Not easy to translate it from spanish, I'm not sure if everything can be understood.
One of the first kids poems I posted on the site..
Bug splatter can not see cause of the brain and bladder sun's rays making it a haze wipper washers having a blast broken wings crushed dreams for I can not see the sun is blinding me I loose my lane now I join the bug splatter now my br
Hi Mum, Coming home as quick as werewolfly possible. When I get home could I please have a nice cup of coca and a bowl of steaming vegetables. And please, please whatever you do...NO MEAT...your loving son, Wolfred.
Something different for fun
ringy tingy tiny toe. here is a poem for you.
Hello Mum and Dad, don't bother staying up waiting for me. Will be home before sunrise. Don't bother leaving food out cause I'll grab a bite while out. Say hi to Gramps for me. Love Wolfgang Jr.
Political humor....
Unless you want to be inundated by animals don't invite that blasted cat and her fat flea. We never did get the house back. At last count there was seven hundred and sixty two animals living there. We now live in a tree house.
Seems no matter where we go these animals just keep coming
Smile today because tomorrow could be worse.. :D It was just one of those days.....
I had to hurriedly jot this down for 'she who must be obeyed' needed her personal aide for something (I coulda' used this service!). But imagine the scope of ideas that I could have explored...alas(sigh). I may become a lifetime member of MABBS.....
For some strange reason when I was writing this the tune to Bob Dylan's The Times They Are a Changin' kept running through my mind. If you feel like amusing yourself read it with that tune in mind
this actually happened but it was not a truck stop it was in one of those honey buckets at a construction site years ago. still think about that was the most entertainng time i spent in a honey boucket. where i was working as a painter. thought it sounded better at a truck stop tho..lol..
I have sent the wind on it's way by special request. Please let me know when it arrives and be sure to say hello
Some of this is exaggeration and some isn't. Actually most of it is real..OMG.!!!!
children are the best
This is a true story told to me by the friend of a second cousin who heard it from Great Aunt Bertha who was told by a poor immigrant who was told by a wandering gypsy who heard it from...........
i hope you found this entertaining.
He is still spinning
To you a tale I will tell A tale so dark and drear A light in bed you will shine Your body racked with fear The covers tight about you pull As my tale does progresseth Heart it pounds, fingers twitch And eyes round room a roving In the sh
episode amour population explosion a slap and a cry
A bit of silliness to pass the time
Hello Dear, will be home as soon as possible. Would love a nice juicy steak, medium rare...don't forget to vitamize it. Maybe a nice cookie. Love...Wolfgang
Hello Dear, will be home soon. Please make something for dinner as I have not been able to stop to eat and am now famished. Love....Wolfgang
Sorry Dear, had to leave town in a hurry for business. Will be back after full moon.
my daughter woke me up couple weeks ago by banging on her pots and i was happy it was a great feeling i love noise .
MWUHAHAHAHahahah!.......Andrew...xxx
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