Wow, I just watched some baseball.
That guy who just hit that homerun? He must feel very it's my butt.
Also. When Josh and I were wandering through the iglooes and the polar bears and the baby seals on the Upper East Side, a guy called out to me, "I have a wang!" And Josh and I said, "Very poetic."
And, thus, I present, the Wang Series.
Who's wang this is, I think I know.
His balls are in the village, though.
I have eaten
the wang
that was in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
I saw the best wangs of my generation, destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
I have a a wang, that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all wangs are created equal."
(heh. doykies!)
Monday, October 18, 2004
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