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stench
stench
I stink so bad
Can't stand the smell of my own gas
unlike that horny French skunk
Fuck did I eat?
Lysol
Spray out my own existence
and punched another hole in the ozone
Republican assholes
It's 3 below zero tonight
And they'll be six inches of white hell covering
my world come morning
I'm back on the plantation
pitching cold cotton
If only I could turn this shit into Peruvian kilos
Sell it to my cousin
Yeah that crazy ass
He knows people
Got my car out from under
I see that guy
Yep him, can't stand him
He needs help with his
What the fuck
I help him
We talk
First time ever
I was right
Asshole
Thanks
Inside
Too many layers
I'm sweating like Kunta Kente
I stink
Written for the Random Thoughts "Pulled Pork and Sex" challenge hosted by Zazzles.
I stink so bad
Can't stand the smell of my own gas
unlike that horny French skunk
Fuck did I eat?
Lysol
Spray out my own existence
and punched another hole in the ozone
Republican assholes
It's 3 below zero tonight
And they'll be six inches of white hell covering
my world come morning
I'm back on the plantation
pitching cold cotton
If only I could turn this shit into Peruvian kilos
Sell it to my cousin
Yeah that crazy ass
He knows people
Got my car out from under
I see that guy
Yep him, can't stand him
He needs help with his
What the fuck
I help him
We talk
First time ever
I was right
Asshole
Thanks
Inside
Too many layers
I'm sweating like Kunta Kente
I stink
Written for the Random Thoughts "Pulled Pork and Sex" challenge hosted by Zazzles.
Published 18th Feb 2015
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18th Feb 2015 1:59pm
18th Feb 2015 3:17pm
18th Feb 2015 2:01pm
18th Feb 2015 3:22pm
Brotha, I read your poem and laughed my ass off, then checked out the comp to find you took out the competition. Well done!
Coming up with original ideas and writing comedy are both very tough tasks when taking on a writing challenge, but you always seem to find some inspiration and consistently deliver.
I read the poem again tonight and it still makes me laugh... I don't know why, but I thought of Athens and the strong smell of Brut 33 from the bedroom... or was it Old Spice? Hilarious poem, hope that weather turns for you, brotha.
Coming up with original ideas and writing comedy are both very tough tasks when taking on a writing challenge, but you always seem to find some inspiration and consistently deliver.
I read the poem again tonight and it still makes me laugh... I don't know why, but I thought of Athens and the strong smell of Brut 33 from the bedroom... or was it Old Spice? Hilarious poem, hope that weather turns for you, brotha.
23rd Feb 2015 9:51pm
6th Mar 2015 2:47am
I grew up on Aqua Velva, the old man has still got a couple of vintages in the shaving cabinet... I'd wear that stuff when I'd go out to parties in my youth, but Danny Devito in Twins got me thinking maybe I wasn't getting laid because of my manly scent of Aqua Velva... It could have been the booze.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-iDWpbJ2bthbJmm/twins_1988_attacked_at_the_office//
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-iDWpbJ2bthbJmm/twins_1988_attacked_at_the_office//
