I once came upon a man named Roy. He was on his way to the baker, when suddenly my knobs were twisted. This didn't seem to frighten anyone, as I had already finished my soup for the day. But when you grow older, you learn to make use of the things that really count. I was in the water when your mother told me that the cheese was bad. This made me angry. The fact that someone, so cruel, so uncaring, could make such wonderful love. In this, I leave you all with the sense of drunkiness in your laps. Call the network. We're on like flies on a New York hooker in July.
2006-12-19
03:21:20
·
7 answers
·
asked by
sbwman
2
in
Jokes & Riddles