where do socks go when
they disappear from laundry?
alien fuel tanks!

I'm not a robot
but i break down like one when
we have bad weather

that which is not well
expected might turn out
to be just what you need

This is a test of
The long overdue update
Of the bot filter.

I'm not a robot
No really I'm a human
I'm not a robot

well slayer of big
philistines, arevyou going
to out me liking

green mage girls?

Just remember that
Drone with Linux as OS...
That's some funny shit

if sci fi video
game movies are more compelling
than my writing i

need a lot more practice

i keep going
despite what's happening in
the world as i see...

arbitrary rules set
by men and women with the
will to power, void

no spirit

alice in chains must
have had a good night with her
Dom to make a band

Look up "contrabass saxophone"
On YouTube (1st result) to hear what
I think that... um, movement must have Sounded like, skip ahead to 1 minute
Or alternatively, while listening
Imagine an overly confident and Morbidly obese person walking down The street eating ice cream

well i knew you had
faith to move mountains df
not quite what...i thought

I pooped a mountain.
But then it washed out to sea.
The fish were not pleased.

add pennywise and
the characters from fifth element
and you get fan fiction

I like underground.
Storm drain tunnel exploring.
Shoot bottle rockets.

Imagine a bunch of fireworks being shot out of a storm gutter and there's no way to get down there that you can see. And the fireworks are being shot out right in front of your house and from down in the tunnel you hear maniacal laughter of the rat-troll-people echoing in the cavern like labyrinth.

Molotov cocktails. Acres of bad graffiti. Mushrooms and marijuana. And one dim flashlight.

i found out about
nasty underground evil
rat people, skaven

no its not a trip
on mescaline, it a game
known as warhammer

and these little fucks
are vicious evil chaos
underground dwellers

like certain internet trolls
(not u oh vogon overlord)

i meant down, i aint
down with how it saw dow but
dow is up, not down

they say the old way
of doing things is dow and
here i am, doing

And it's FigPucker!
Those cute little fig dimples.
I really like figs.

The fresh ones are best.
Not the cookies or dried figs,
but figs off the tree.

Best when very ripe.
Soft and juicy, just like a
chicken's tight asshole.

I'm pure hillbilly.
Love fuckin' me some chickens.
Eat them afterwards.

Church potluck dinner.
I laugh to watch them eat my
chicken in fig sauce.

I know only this:
Genuine happiness is
a squashed mosquito.

a voice in the wild
erness memorial the plans are but cut short

i hate to invoke
my insignifcant self
but here the man is

here comes the rain, again
the fall, totalitarian
disinterest

gen x, wake up...weve
got to unleash darth pigfucker
on big brother

when is it that folks
give up, let go and stop the
forcing of life things?

been bust talking to
people who hypnotize their
minds, fetish reasons

Rolls of sumo fat
and elaborate tattoos
distract from small dick.

Purulent and red
from the many whore houses;
weep for the towel.

It knows well the hills
of fried squid topography
unnatural stench.

Sentient towel.
Wet Japanese businessman.
True unhappiness.

With enormous zest
the old woman scratched her ass.
Near ripped her panties.

The filthy old drunk
moaned as he humped the sidewalk,
having found true love.

They know happiness.
More than I can say for you,
miserable poet!

Emily Post erred.
She neglected to mention
road kill etiquette.

It is proper to
make love to your road kill first
before serving it?

And if so, should one
discuss this at the table
or don't tell the guests?

What wine should be served?
Which hooch goes best with possum
and won't come back up?

Buy a rubber suit
that allows you to suck farts
like scuba divers.

Buy a rubber suit
that allows you to suck farts
like scuba divers.

Do not eat boogers.
Find a better protein source.
Ask your local vet.

Some men fuck chickens.
Others rape them, but real men
make love to their hens.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7_GNgfzRvo

well it's still here but
we do post again, again
casey up at bat

My vagina hurts.
Oh, wait, I have a penis.
that would explain it.

it's quiet by the
old website like an old bar
old timers only

i wonder if there
was a website called badger
haiku in the past

pan galactic and
gargle, crushed the mind with a
gold brick so they say

don't forget your towel my froods

hernia repaired
though my balzac is blackened
and my manhood bruised

Oh, that reminds me:
Towel Day is approaching.
You know what I mean.

Some froods might call it
"International", but it's
"Intergalactic".

Vogon poetry
Is a must during these weeks
so expect the worst.

After a bad flu,
snotted so hard it's like a
nasal orgasm.

Thick and congealed.
My sinuses feel emptied.
And now I can breathe.

That does not make sense.
I am totally lost now.
Crackers curb sex... HOW?

graham crackers were
meant to cut down on sex but
someone thought it was

a great idea to
put peanut butter on them
and they do taste good

Telll me you don't eat
Graham cracker hamburgers;
that would be... nasty.

the day has won but
hope is rising, i am not
used to having hope

summer

somehow grahams number
became a meme at my job
but its a kitchen

and i love the stuff
like...burger...burger...burger!!
grahams burgers...yes?

summer

How often can one
solve quadratic equations
in one day for cash

before utterly
losing one's mind and running
outside nude and hard

screaming to the world
"Come get some big hard math cock,
fucking equations!"

My wife's ass is huge.
I get more enjoyment from
posting haiku here.

It's been a long time
since I've posted Viagra
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