Man Eats His Own Hip (1 Viewer)

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Bad Poet

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Now for a Shakespearean abstract.

Bad Poet:
I see you limping, stumbling and shimping along,
I pray, good man tell me the matter of what is wrong?

Alexander Selvik Wengshoel:
"I am not fit,
I lost my hip.

Bad Poet:
I see you with your deeply stoned smiling stare
I implore you, It resides, exactly where?

Alexander Selvik Wengshoel:
I am a man of conscience and no fool,
I recycled it and it's in my stool.
 

Wolf

The weak are meat the strong do eat...
I wonder if this violated the Hippocratic Oath the doctor took?
 
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