There lived a young buck named Tim K
who felt he would be labeled gay
for sharing some prose instead of his 'hos
But it turned out all good anyway
MBE: “And the fowl! Since 1988.”
-Eric
Twas the night before last that inspired this ballad, Monkey Boy Eric was tossin my salad, The dogs took off runnin at the site of my wood, Reckon ole Eric done corn’holed em good. He said with a giggle as he wiped off his chin, If they wanna get fed they’ll be back again.
BFA, Copying MBE for about 5 minutes now.
There once was a forumite writer
Whose rhyming could not have been brighter
But cool though he was
(We all called him “Cuz”)
His meter could have been a bit tighter.
'Twas the day 'fore next Tuesday
BFA wide awake
with dreams in his head of Alabama Blacksnake
A noise in the hall
what could it be
no other motherfucker than granmasta’ MB
“OOOO” BF sqealed, like a hog in it’s slop
“harder MBE, and don’t ever stop”
MB owned that night
in debaucherous fashion
while BF just proved
he’s the ASS in assassin
MBE: “Hardcore with explicit lore since 1784.”
-Eric
Two forumites with time on their hands / MBE and BFA make some plans / they show up in leather, they’re finally together / but both forgot to bring lube.
And now, a limerick by Kurt Vonnegut, censored by the BBC, but allowed to retain some of the less offensive original content:
da da da da da da da da da /
da da da da da da da da da da /
da da da da da da /
da da da da da da /
da da da da da da da fucking cunt.