Laxity

Member since 2002 · Posted 9 Jul 2002 · 2 comments

Crumble, mumble, grumble. Stood before a ball, an overgrown marble. It can roll for ages, if restraint from interference maintains. Unintelligible groans are poor excuses for scat singing in the bathroom. Da da di du da da, di du di da da du da *FLUSH* Crumble, mumble, grumble. The ball misfires, hits the heel and bounce away. Moon pigeons are attracted to rumbling bodily noises. Claw it and forget. Di di di dalap do di da da. Dip dip dup

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[3] deleted user 23-Jul-02/9:18 AM Reply

very odd, this poem about constepation.

[6] Shardik 10-Oct-03/5:53 PM Reply

Basic training.