where do socks go when
they disappear from laundry?
alien fuel tanks!
by vhs of a real married with children episode
where do socks go when
they disappear from laundry?
alien fuel tanks!
by vhs of a real married with children episode
I'm not a robot
but i break down like one when
we have bad weather
by vhs
that which is not well
expected might turn out
to be just what you need
by vhs of all right...for keith richards
This is a test of
The long overdue update
Of the bot filter.
by Adam
I'm not a robot
No really I'm a human
I'm not a robot
by Janis
well slayer of big
philistines, arevyou going
to out me liking
green mage girls?
by vhs
Just remember that
Drone with Linux as OS...
That's some funny shit
by dvd of Fromage Au Trois
if sci fi video
game movies are more compelling
than my writing i
need a lot more practice
by vhs
i keep going
despite what's happening in
the world as i see...
by vhs
arbitrary rules set
by men and women with the
will to power, void
no spirit
by vhs of empty
alice in chains must
have had a good night with her
Dom to make a band
by vhs of somethings gonna turn out right
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
by Name of Location
well i knew you had
faith to move mountains df
not quite what...i thought
by vhs of cat
I pooped a mountain.
But then it washed out to sea.
The fish were not pleased.
by DF
add pennywise and
the characters from fifth element
and you get fan fiction
by vhs
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.
by Anonymous Poet
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)
by vhs of internet search skavenblight, yes yes?
i meant down, i aint
down with how it saw dow but
dow is up, not down
by vhs of jones that is
they say the old way
of doing things is dow and
here i am, doing
by vhs
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.
by Darth Figpucker
I know only this:
Genuine happiness is
a squashed mosquito.
by DF
a voice in the wild
erness memorial the plans are but cut short
by vha
i hate to invoke
my insignifcant self
but here the man is
by vhs
here comes the rain, again
the fall, totalitarian
disinterest
gen x, wake up...weve
got to unleash darth pigfucker
on big brother
by vhs
when is it that folks
give up, let go and stop the
forcing of life things?
by vhs
been bust talking to
people who hypnotize their
minds, fetish reasons
by vhs
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.
by df of vogsphere
Sentient towel.
Wet Japanese businessman.
True unhappiness.
by df of 42 Intergalactic Towel Day Vogon Poetry Competition
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!
by df
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?
by Darth Figpucker
Buy a rubber suit
that allows you to suck farts
like scuba divers.
by www.fart-mask.com
Buy a rubber suit
that allows you to suck farts
like scuba divers.
by www.fart-mask.com
Do not eat boogers.
Find a better protein source.
Ask your local vet.
by DF of Vogsphere
Some men fuck chickens.
Others rape them, but real men
make love to their hens.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7_GNgfzRvo
by DF
well it's still here but
we do post again, again
casey up at bat
by vhs
My vagina hurts.
Oh, wait, I have a penis.
that would explain it.
by Darth Figpucker
it's quiet by the
old website like an old bar
old timers only
by vhs
i wonder if there
was a website called badger
haiku in the past
by vhs
pan galactic and
gargle, crushed the mind with a
gold brick so they say
don't forget your towel my froods
by vhs of xx
hernia repaired
though my balzac is blackened
and my manhood bruised
by ash
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.
by DF
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.
by DF
That does not make sense.
I am totally lost now.
Crackers curb sex... HOW?
by df
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
by vhs
Telll me you don't eat
Graham cracker hamburgers;
that would be... nasty.
by df of At a cockfight.
the day has won but
hope is rising, i am not
used to having hope
summer
by vhs of well i guess i have to get used to good things...ironically
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
by vhs of thats for chaos doll
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!"
by df of Bellevue Insane Asylum
My wife's ass is huge.
I get more enjoyment from
posting haiku here.
by DF of not at the local brothel, but wishing I was.