And then there was Amsterdam Roger, Who's battlecry was stuff yer and sod yer, With terrier like grip, Challenging mags 'til they flip, Roger's our ultimate internet warrior.
Thai Commachio in Bangkok was canny a-Place for clubbing and night dens and fanny Off his face all he can, and just like a true man, He once had a shag with a tranny.
no it was a statement, and that one isn't even convincing as a ladyboy. and how you you get your pictures so large rather than thumbnails.
There is a man from Sunderland, Who knows how to play a good game! Everyone thought he was from the Netherlands, Their mistake, as well as their shame!
Hey diddle diddle trollings taking the piddle but his mams ran off with Roger when she comes back shell have a stretched crack and trolling a new live in lodger
shameless had a 2ins cock its fleece was white as snow and every where he took that cock the money had to flow 50 quid for a thrill he always had to pay but when he tried Oscar's arse it made his ****ing day.
Big chris is a little nob And sure it is no wonder Cos when he tried to change his name He was’nt Bigdownunder. He gazed in awe at what he saw But quickly went all coy As Commachio said you silly **** That’s a LADYBOY. No it’s not there’s no such thing My source is S.. ? “My Daddy” And if what you say is true Then S.. ? would be my Mammy!
Mary had a little lamb She also had a duck She put it on the mantle piece To see if it would f.............all off Mary had a little lamb She also had a bear I've often seen her little lamb But never seen her bear Mary had a little lamb Its fleece was green as grass But every time that Mary cut it She used the mower, Silly lass Mary had a little lamb The doctor had a fit Lol Bart
dont know why, and it dont rhyme so good, but pissing myself, the old dears upstairs must be getting worried, you have just made two neverwasbeens famous, how long for ask Ladbrokes.
Sorry folks, but I did change the rules a bit earlier on. was four line poetry, but I kinda liked what was happening. so I said **** it, BASICALLY, bring it on. so here goes, Anybody who ****s a tart from the Biggmarket, is too lazy to ****. Not exactly poetic or rhyming, but four lines, and Im sure some of the lads notth of Bolden hills may agree with the sentiment.
Ha.Ha.Bill.Wiliam Wordsworth it ain't but what the ****.Eh.It made you laugh. In case of a Super-Injunction may I point out that any resemblance between S..? and our Super Moderator is purely coincidental.I have no idea if our super mod is Chrissie's Mother or whether he is his Father.?
Re read em all, class. going home 0400, from dunkerk via Newark via Hull two nights stay back to gods country , Monday morning SHEAR POETRY.
