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Several times a month, I will be in a store aisle reaching for something and feel a hand going up the inside of my thigh. When I turn around to find myself alone with a woman, and ask her if she would prefer me to hold still so she can get a better feel for the situation, oftentimes she will act "shocked" claiming nothing had happened, it must be somebody else...

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A Small Poem About A Gay Mormon

Started by A.N. Other, March 01, 2009, 04:49:16 AM

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A.N. Other

I was bored and wasn't sure if it was OK to post a poem here, so I went and did it anyway. This is a combination of boredom, blasphemy, and the inability to write well.

Gay Daddy Mormon
My father, the Gay Mormon
He married four men
The first one was Randy
And he finds him quite dandy
The next was Taylor
Whom he fucks like a sailor
Then there was young Barry
Daddy broke his cherry
Lastly, there was me, his son
And he gave me something that burns like the sun...
"Wow, for an asshole, everyone loves you, honey." -My wife

Mu

Odd, and somewhat disturbing but that doesnt mean its bad  :lulz:
"If the truth can be told, so as to be understood, it will be believed." - The Shamen, Re Evolution, 1992