A POEM BY ME, my name is Nathen and this is my poem, I call it

A POEM BY ME, my name is Nathen....

A POEM BY ME, my name is Nathen

Fuck you, Todd

Fuck off, Larry

Fuck up, Dave

and Fuck me, please ________.

the end.

Now that is humor taken to the next level, I wonder if reader's digest will buy my poem?



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aww Nathen, I feel left out... unless you remembered, I'm a Dave too! heehh

when i baited my hook,,i never imagined that
i'd catch this many fish.

thanks all. i feel a lot better now.

patti smith, star.

May I be a guppy?

Can I put in my vote for Large Mouth Bass?

Wait... Larry didn't post here...

Gee Bumper it was you I was writing about, don't you know?

wow Nathen, real multi-tasking! you include me & save your large mouthed b..ass, at the same time. I feel better now
are the manroots in bloom now? do you drop then by espionage plane to anxiously waiting Chinese consumers?

there once was a President called slick,
who was uncertain as to where to put his,,,

oops sorry I guess that is too too rude

I mean really who wants to hear about a man's cowlick?

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She's easily pleased is young Mandy;
You just have to offer her candy,
     Then down on all fours
     She'll say, "Take me! I'm yours!"
(You should see what she does for a brandy!)

Todd, I will give you ten bucks for Mandy's phone number.

Ankle-biters?

Bite me?

Pep-si really sucks

eat compost for big bucks

sucks, sucks, sucks.

I got an email from Mandy last night...

I think her name was Mandy691AAAAAAAAAAAA.

SparkyDon heard from her twin sister, Mindy.

Mandy is dandy
But liquor is quicker
Mindy is windy
And I'd sure like to .....
... hang on a second, this ain't gonna work...be right back

Mandy is dandy
But liquor is quicker
Mindy is windy
When racing at Indy

Actually, I just seen Mindy and Mandy Monday.

Good heavens, don't open your eyes;
Here be abbots and monks in disguise
And lecherous priests,
Bacchanalian feasts,
And young nuns with lascivious thighs.


Booya!!!!

the junta has survived into it's second day...but be ever vigilant,,cos the control freaks are still around.

stay alert! stay alive!!

before i get into trouble i should note that the limericks i've posted where written by
Peter J Wilkins, who is definitely a mad dog
and Enlishman!! good stuff Peter!


"What's this?" said James Bond to old Q.
"It's a miniature camera for you.
     Before screwing a miss
     Just insert it like this
And we'll sit here enjoying the view."

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