Poetry:
I like it when
A cold day
Makes my dick
Hang lower than my balls.
Prose:
I like it when a cold day makes my dick hang lower than my balls.
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About Me
- Bob
- (Sorry for referring to myself in the third person. I won't do it again. I promise.) A lifelong resident of South Florida, Bob apologizes in advance for obscure (and not so oscure) references, citing the excuse that he read books as a youth instead of being in back alleys and pool halls like he should have been. A former communist, Bob delights in reminding his friends that his name is a verb as well as a noun.
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you learn something new everyday
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