Life's a Meatmarket

You were close but let me put it in order form. You want a boy of separation who's in need of preparation. Someone filled with trouble and humor and rolled into an artistic burrito. You want his innards blackened and his soul tortured. Served your way.

 

Wow...You're Actually Good at This...

 

gotcha, you are good
sounds great, can i get that to go?

 

I thank you but I'm sure you can think of better ones.

 

can i just get a cup of water?

 

Hmm, let me try this:

Give me a large guy with extra smarts and lots of laughter. Also I'll take a side of creativity with plenty of make-a-difference in the world attitude. For dessert I'll have lots of hugs and sex and a true partnership that will last through the good times and the bad.

 

Hey I like you! I was hoping some of the other folks would log in that was perfect.

 

Fun thread Now when do I pick up my guy?

 

I'll have a chickburger extra value meal with a side of legs, extra sauce, and for dessert, i will have a chocolate covered honeycomb.lol

 

If I knew that I'd tell you or I'd go there before you and grab the bag lol.

 

I like mine spicy, chalked full of nuts a know it all but not a pain in the butt. I'll ttake a side of tolerence to go lol.

 

I would like the best qualities of the two men I have been with the longest wrapped together in one man with all of their bad qualities omitted....that would be the perfect man

 

I like a good vegi wrap.

 

Im so shocked I have not heard this one yet "The only thing I want in women is ME", lol

 

i'm cereal, where can i get my nice tall glass of pure, sparkling water

 

You you want to play hide the canoli lol?

 

Its a line off of the Blood Hound Gang song.

 

I've never heard of them. I've the one where the guy asked the lady does she have any Mexican in her. When she says no he asks, would you like some?

 

Blood hound gang is great: here are some:


You must die I alone am best.

I hope ya flip some guy the bird
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve
In front of the Beatles' tour bus
A Bookmobile and a Mack truck
Hauling hazardous biological waste
The light turns red you have no brakes
And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape
So you can see the look on your face

Die die die die die die die
Die die die die die die die

I hope your Pinto begins to spin
Takes out a disabled Vietnam veteran
Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize winner
And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner
Perhaps even the British Royal Family
And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy
And we can't forget the newlyweds
And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead

I hope this helps to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die

I hope your cellmate thinks he's God
But C.N.N. refer to him as Bowling Ball Bag Bob
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse
While he masturbates to photos of livestock
He does the "Silence Of The Lambs" dance to Christian Rock
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince

Die die die die die die die
Die die die die die die die

I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson
And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin
And whatever happens next is all a blur
But you remember fist can be a verb
And when you finally regain consciousness
You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress
And the prison guard looks the other way
'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day

I hope this helps to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die

I hope you die

 

some more for ya:


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Ouch it won't reach my mouth
If I could do it myself I'd probably never leave the house
But I can't so here's where you come in
Givin' it "Diff'rent Strokes" just like Arnold Drummond
Hummin' mm mm good like Campbell's
And you'll handle the sack like the quarterback Randall
Cunningham like "Joanie Loves Chachi"
They call him Ralph Mouth 'cause he's down on Potsie
Rocky chasin' the chicken
Watch the plot thicken with the cock when you're lickin'
Me like Apollo your Creed my Mission
You go down for the count I countdown ignition
Blast off you're a rocket scientist
A genius what I mean is you suck at this
So escargot 'cause my snail needs frenchin'
You must be five stars cause my staff's at full attention

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Dinner for one I know you got your reservations
Starvation like a Third World nation
So do it for the children and I'll make a donation
My fly's in your eyes let me rise to the occasion
In my Underoos I tend to be brief
So when you're sinkin' your teeth deep into my beef
You can fondle but it's kind of like McDonald's realize it's
Just a Happy Meal so you can't super size it
Told to hold the pickle then you went and blew it
Gherkin off and the Special Sauce comes included
But you knew it did so concentrate like Tropicana
To eat a Chiquita you need to grow the banana
So can ya Bob like Dylan on my Peter like Criss
'Til it's Chubby like Checker c'mon baby do "The Twist"
It's all in the wrist like table tennis
So beat me like Betty Crocker cake mix

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Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it
Suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it suck it

If you were a Hindu I could aim for the dot

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Yummy down on this throbbing pole of hot man chicken and feel free to wiggledunk those purple bulldog cheeks.