[special thanks to Christian Crane, who I understand is Hart Crane's great-grandson, and from whose masterful poem* I chose the title of this crypto-RECAP.]
Your main organis too small. Tired of loosing control in bad. Don't worry we know the solution of this trouble. Try these strategies and you will become a king of bad. A key from her bedroom is in your pants!
[sex jokes in bold for your easy digestion]
- ...what is low raise and support; / That...you may assert Eternal Providence, / And justify the ways of Obama to men... [Obamadicy.]
- se-: sow, as in those wild oats—Kriss Kringle right down that aviary's chimney, y'all, awww yeah! [fun with etymons]
- Lay some pipe on that e in se- above. [italicize this]
- More like Cha-boner! HAW! [flatulent poison-green baloney]**
- Um . . . SEX!!! [worshipping at the temple]
- Put Eddie Murphy in your butt. [vandalism: always funny]
* Girls like when it big
by Christian Crane
[VIA E-MAIL]
Try new way of big daddy enlargement.
Girls will drive crazy with your size.
Girls like when it big.
[Another great quasi-haiku I received via e-mail, but from which I did not want too prominently to quote because I've lost the name of the poet, goes like this: "Bam. A rocking baller cock in your pants." Who said poetry is dead!]

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