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Itchy
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Username: Itchy

Post Number: 1110
Registered: 08-2005
Posted on Wednesday, February 22, 2006 - 05:47 pm:   Edit Post

It was just a harmless little joke
It didnt wound or maim
Though I,ll have to say
I,ll never try the likes of it again
Intending to jazz up the cook
I caught a joey roo
And threw it in to liven up
The cook upon the loo
The thunder box had iron walls
That roo just bounced around
And the yells and screams that rent the air
Were stomach splitting sounds
The prank was soon forgotten
Till i ate some curry stew
That the cook had laced with
epsom salts in payment for the loo
Well it got my bowels aboiling
while tasteing quite benign and had me rushing toward the loo in next to nothing time
The pressure of the moment made me walk a lttle tight
while i tried to act unhurried to curb the cooks delight
I could have sworn i felt a seepage the prelude to a flood
My teeth were clenched in grim resolve
My pores were sweating blood
My legs were twined like rubber vine
My brow was cold and damp
My cheeks were gripped by rigor mortis
Locked in fear and cramp
The dictates of my posture meant
a crabbing shuffle gait
And i prayed with progress slowing
that i wouldnt be too late
When i finally reached the dunny
There were horrors still in store
The cook with wretched humor
Had jammed the bloody door
The neatly driven 3 inch spikes
skewed in through door and frame
were calculated to inflict
more punishment and shame
Well i didnt even hesitate
I wouldnt be denied
I put my shoulder to the boards
Relief was just inside
No twisted mind would do me in
Id beat the bugger yet
And i prayed the trickle down my leg
was nothing more than sweat
Before my desperate onslaught
The timber burst apart
To reveal a waiting wooden throne
A sight to warm my heart
But the cooks revenge compounded
It wasnt just or right
The vindictive little vixen
Had screwed the lid down tight!!
"Evaluation has replaced torture as the primary means of social control"
Foccoult
ohhh how boring
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Hunny
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Username: Hunny

Post Number: 1883
Registered: 10-2005
Posted on Monday, February 27, 2006 - 12:45 am:   Edit Post

Very funny and cute, Itchy!
I'm just a little angel...sometimes!

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