
I feel like reading things for and to people today.
Whatever you want I will read on vocaroo for you.
@366,362 (the psychic !AiQkqOKm/c)
Uhh.. I found it on my travels a while ago. It';s from a set of photos of teens at those "all ages" dance parties they have? There was some ridiculous shit, this being my fav. Let me show some others.
Okay, Davey2Comix.
"Only a raging homosexual would turn down a little girl's supple ass wobbling on their dick." - The Doctor
@366,375 (Morbid !vbsvhaneDY)
Got any rhymes laying around?
Otherwise I'm going to have to be back with this one later tonight after I get a good Highdea
@previous (the psychic !AiQkqOKm/c)
Our area?
Its from the interweebz, just something I came across in my jauntz on the mild side.
Also I'm not sure how many more i have lol
@previous (H)
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelid's flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And dead i think is no parenthesis
Make yourself useful and read one of my screeds.
@OP
Oh there was a little man and he had a little hook
And he used to go a'fishin' down by a little brook.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
Fishin' all day and fishin' all night,
Couldn't catch no fish, but a little crab he might.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
So he put his pointy hook up that little crab's backbone,
And he slung it o'er his shoulder and he fucked off home.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
Oh, when he get back home, he couldn't find no dish,
So he put it in the pot where the wife'd go to piss.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
Now about half past twelve in the middle of the night,
When the woman of the house came down to have a shite.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
Now she began to fart and she began to grunt,
And the little crab got 'er, yea he caught her by the cunt.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
Oh John, John, John, as sure as you are born,
Why, the devil's in my piss-pot, an' he's sticking up his horns!
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
So she got herself a stick and he got himself a broom,
And they bet the little bastard all around the room.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
They bet him in the belly and they bet him in the sides,
They bet him in the bollocks till the poor fucker died.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
Now if you gettin' married, best get married to a cook,
If she don't sling her mutton, she can sling her fucking hook.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
There's a moral to this story and it goes like this,
Every woman take look before you take a piss!
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
'Tis end of my story, there don't be any more,
I've an apple up my arsehole, and you can have the core.
Oh, oh, Johnny Daddlum a day.
(Edited 3 days later.)