Ala bam a
My luck is the worst, you'll ever know,
But I must go on, just go with the flow,
I swear that if I bought, grave-yard property,
People would quit dying, and that's a sure thing.
I could get married, and later find out,
That my wife was a whore, her specialty her mouth.
Now if fecies were valuable, and that was my goal,
I'd been born missing the orafice, I'd have no asshole.
My wife would say; "You're my second best lover,"
And if she were a whore, It wouldn't quite matter,
But what she said then, was not the worst,
Cuz she said sixty guys, were all tied for first!
[This message has been edited by Toerag (edited 09-29-1999).]