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ship

Member since 2003 · Posted 2 Mar 2003 · 2 comments

He and she on the Ship Embarked on this journey Not knowing where this may lead You gotta admit, it's quite funny The Ship sailed smooth with speed Happy was he and she On calm waters and great weather Everyday was filled with glee But alas, no good things last For God tampered Storm and wind, lightning and rain Everything got ruptured.

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[0] <{Baba^Yaga}> 2-Mar-03/4:40 PM Reply
The only thing that ruptured was the zit on your chin that you wrote this with, and her fucking mouth. Otherwise, he was moved undaunted by the fact the boat sank, it being insured, and also that he could swim quite easily, to shore being an olympian and friend of Neptunes.
[1] hipster flare 3-Mar-03/5:35 AM Reply
as weak as an old man's bladder.