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Thaddeus Smith

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For the life of me I can't determine if this thread is fun to read or not but I keep reading so......... I will say that the self per claimed boy genius needs to learn punctuation if he/she intends to reside on the pedestal 'it' built. Me? Nah, i suk at it and make know claims udderwise.

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OK then.  Back to thread crapping.  Here's an endearing song we all can enjoy:

 

Hey! do you know what you are?
You're an *******! an *******!

Some of you might not agree
'cause you probably likes a lot of misery
But think a while and you will see...
Broken hearts are for assholes
Broken hearts are for assholes
Are you an *******?
Broken hearts are for assholes
Are you an ******* too?
Whatcha gonna do, 'cause you're an *******...

Maybe you think you're a lonely guy
Maybe you think you're too tough to cry
So you went to the grape,
Just to give it a try
And dagmar
Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my life
Was his name...
One two three four!
The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his
Pancake make-up
And yet he was a beautiful lady
Nearly drove you insane
Let's talk about leather: leatherrrrrr
And so you kissed a little sailor
Tex abel, starring in the latest shepperton production:
Who had just blew in from spain
Sir richard pump-a-loaf
You sniffed the reeking buns of angel
The story of a demented bread-boffer
And acted like it was cocaine
Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf
You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of ko-ko
Then on tuesday night, ceasar's back in town
In a way you can't explain
Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge match
With kona.
And so you worked the wall with michael
Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of samoan dynamite
Which gave your back an awful strain
Volcanic hell
But you came back on sunday for the gong show
Next thursday, teen town's finest...
But you forgot what I was sayin'
'cause you're an *******, you're an *******
That's right
You're an *******, you're an *******
Yes, yes
You're an *******, you're an *******
That's right
You're an *******, you're an *******

Now you been to the grape 'n' you been to the chest
'n' now I think you know what you are: you're an *******

You say you can't live with what you been through
Well, ladies you can be an ******* too
You might pretend you ain't got one on the bottom of you,
But don't fool yerself girl
It's lookin' at you
Don't fool yerself girl
It's winkin' at you
Don't fool yerself girl
It's blinkin' at you
That's why I say
I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Corn hole
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Fist ****
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Wrist-watch; crisco
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Pud!

Don't fool yerself, girl
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
Don't fool yerself, girl
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
(etc., repeats)

Aw, I knew you'd be surprised...



 

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Because the forum is full of snide remarks about you pleading to become a moderator. 

 

ah - so you just believe everything you read, without performing any due diligence on your own part. i shall now have to read all of your content through that filter.

 

 

 

 

Here is the thread. The search function seems to be getting better as I found it with the first search query.

 

Sign my petition! (Make me a Moderator)

https://community.klipsch.com/index.php?/topic/156106-sign-my-petition-make-me-a-moderator/page-1

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OK then.  Back to thread crapping.  Here's an endearing song we all can enjoy:

 

Hey! do you know what you are?

You're an *******! an *******!

Some of you might not agree

'cause you probably likes a lot of misery

But think a while and you will see...

Broken hearts are for assholes

Broken hearts are for assholes

Are you an *******?

Broken hearts are for assholes

Are you an ******* too?

Whatcha gonna do, 'cause you're an *******...

Maybe you think you're a lonely guy

Maybe you think you're too tough to cry

So you went to the grape,

Just to give it a try

And dagmar

Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my life

Was his name...

One two three four!

The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his

Pancake make-up

And yet he was a beautiful lady

Nearly drove you insane

Let's talk about leather: leatherrrrrr

And so you kissed a little sailor

Tex abel, starring in the latest shepperton production:

Who had just blew in from spain

Sir richard pump-a-loaf

You sniffed the reeking buns of angel

The story of a demented bread-boffer

And acted like it was cocaine

Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf

You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of ko-ko

Then on tuesday night, ceasar's back in town

In a way you can't explain

Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge match

With kona.

And so you worked the wall with michael

Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of samoan dynamite

Which gave your back an awful strain

Volcanic hell

But you came back on sunday for the gong show

Next thursday, teen town's finest...

But you forgot what I was sayin'

'cause you're an *******, you're an *******

That's right

You're an *******, you're an *******

Yes, yes

You're an *******, you're an *******

That's right

You're an *******, you're an *******

Now you been to the grape 'n' you been to the chest

'n' now I think you know what you are: you're an *******

You say you can't live with what you been through

Well, ladies you can be an ******* too

You might pretend you ain't got one on the bottom of you,

But don't fool yerself girl

It's lookin' at you

Don't fool yerself girl

It's winkin' at you

Don't fool yerself girl

It's blinkin' at you

That's why I say

I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it

Ram it up yer poop chute

Corn hole

Ram it, ram it, ram it

Ram it up yer poop chute

Fist ****

Ram it, ram it, ram it

Ram it up yer poop chute

Wrist-watch; crisco

Ram it, ram it, ram it

Ram it up yer poop chute

Pud!

Don't fool yerself, girl

It's goin' right up yer poop chute

Don't fool yerself, girl

It's goin' right up yer poop chute

(etc., repeats)

Aw, I knew you'd be surprised...

 

 

A romantic love song for the Rock and Roll generation, I suppose. Too bad you hadn't posted this in the old Rock and Roll thread. 

 

As a second thought, a guy might say, "this is more acceptable than a B--B-E verse? Well, obviously so, but it makes one wonder about such things as criteria logic. 

 

I liked Zappa's paintings though!

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Just wondering. How did the topics covered in the previous pages result in someone being banned? I saw Arrow was banned for one, not sure if anyone else was suspended or not. Maybe I missed it but I saw nothing harmful, political, religious or whatever that would have been a banning experience.

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