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I don't know how funny these are, but I certainly find them unsettling. I mostly write these in the subway on the way to work. Feel free to add your own.
He works at the club where she dances She succumbed to his drunken advances But all it was worth Was a premature birth And a growth, which the head surgeon lances The first gun he bought for protection And soon had amassed a collection But with a bottle of white And a dog in his sights He made no move to hide his erection Jonathan Still’s wife was nervous Unsure what she’d done to deserve this But she covered the bruise With a quick touch of rouge And made it in time for the service Patrick Bateman Her skin was pale and unmarred And I smiled as I gave her my card A quick surge of power As I clean up the shower You could say that I love them too hard Diane a good kitchen did keep And my passion towards her was deep But I grew to despise Her unsatisfied eyes And relieved her of them in her sleep |
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I thought all of them were great!
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haha. You should start carving these into the back of subway seats with a knife!
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Another
The house insurance he desired But when finally he set the fire From the house did arise The most pitiful cries As his son trapped inside it expired |
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there once was a man named dave
who kept a dead whore in a cave she only had one tit and she smelled like [censored] but think of the money he saved |
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There was a young lass who was cheerful
but of giving head she was fearful when the moment drew near she drew back in fear and boy did she get an ear-full! |
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