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SICK DRY HUMOR!
Contributed by
robert_edgar_burns
on
Wednesday, 13th August 2003 @ 12:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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My native tongue is African, Though I am American white. I took it from his mouth tonight. A cannibals delight!
I burnt that tongue out on the grill. I ready myself for another kill. Im so sorry I wasted the other. I wonder if he has a twin brother?
You know I am not prejudiced. I hate everyone all the same. If I cant speak their lingo, Whats the good in knowing their name.
When people stop to talk to me, I walk on by, eyes toward the ground. When they call me stuck up, I say no! Gravity always keeps me stuck down.
Those cowboys they would buff a low. Did they sometimes buff a high? It had to be when picante sauce, From New York was way too dry.
The title is the funniest thing I have written on this page. That you went and read it all Should leave you in a rage.
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2003-08-13 12:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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