A Crappy Secret Santa Poem

Dec 28, 2005 15:34

I’m your secret Santa; I bring you lots to drink.

So drink until you lose your mind, and puke into the sink

There is a reason you did not get a baseball or a prism,

Cause Cole tonight, when you’re passed out, I’m gonna fill you with my jism.

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ghetto_paint December 29 2005, 02:12:48 UTC
pwned

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a123_ December 29 2005, 23:38:29 UTC
hahahah that's fantastic

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aimealamort December 30 2005, 03:45:31 UTC
yeah...hilarious.

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hey, it's me anonymous January 5 2006, 03:17:06 UTC
hey, Troy... I know when to take a joke ande think it's fucking hilarious

Kelsey Morovic was like , he have you seen Troy's live journal?

So I checked it online, that's soooo funny, I'm honored to be in a poem.

good luck

--Cole

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Re: hey, it's me fat_people_suck January 5 2006, 03:35:16 UTC
Wrong Cole

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Re: hey, it's me anonymous February 24 2007, 12:04:22 UTC
KRUMZILLA?!

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Man anonymous January 6 2006, 21:33:00 UTC
Your poems are going downhill man. Where's the emotion? The optimus prime? Complicated machines and bowels... Thou art forsaken

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Re: Man fat_people_suck January 7 2006, 21:18:52 UTC
I cut my mouth on a tin can.

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