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a can of whoop ass
A Story by wordman
Come home from work,
tracked in some grass,
yeah ,
she jumped on my ass
Went in the bathroom,
a place to hide,
i prayed and prayed
then i cried
came out of the bath
mean and strong
coal kocked that bitch
but i soon learned that was wrong
she beat my ass
she run me off
went to the bar
got a reds apple ale
poured down three
before i went to jail
met two bullies in the cell
smacked one in the mouth
kicked the other in his balls
needless to say
i`m wearing orange over halls
Finally, got out on bail,
don`t never want to go back to that jail
moral of this story should be clear,
be careful when drinking beer
don`t come home
and coal kock her ass
don`t drink no ale
don`t track in no grass...
Damn that's funny.
Damn that's funny.
thank you for the visit
thank you for the visit
ron parrish
I can still smell what the
I can still smell what the Rock is cooking. Nice work.
thank you for the visit
thank you for the visit
ron parrish
And It All Started
over a plant tracked into the house. Oh man! - slc
lol,you know this aint
lol,you know this aint true,,thank you stella
ron parrish
Ha ha ha ha ha hilarious!
Ha ha ha ha ha hilarious! Know what she means bout tracking that grass but is pose that's what you get for tracking that ass! ;) I saw the humor and the message nice juxtaposition cheers
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
i heard the song and i just
i heard the song and i just couldn`t resist,
thank you for the visit
ron parrish