It's raining Cheetos.
It should be raining French wine.
Or perhaps live frogs.
But we get Cheetos.
Don't read the ingredients.
They are not wholesome.
If you eat Cheetos
before using the restroom
your junk will turn orange.
by
my smiley face turned into a â
by Sad Face of Clown Poet
Bananas Foster?
On this one I side with Darth...
on hella dessert â
by He can't be pure evil if he likes Bananas Foster
Trump has Covid now...
Lets see what God does for him
to shut you all up.
by Take it either way u want
covid is voting
and it's chosen the donald
a storm is brewing
by ash
Just skip the meal.
Bring the Bananas Foster.
Hold the bananas.
And hold the ice cream.
And serve it in a shot glass.
Yes, that would be rum.
by No, don't light it on fire. of Such a waste of alcohol.
Lobster Thermador.
Asparagus with Stilton.
And Beaujolais wine.
by Chocolate mousse or tiramisu? of Or Bananas Foster?
Biscuits and gravy.
Scramble eggs with chives and ham.
And a hot mocha.
by imaqunt
Quantum quetzal quills
Quixotic qabalas quizzed.
Quadruplicating?
by Qonspiracies Quashed of Q
Q infiltration:
present at all levels now.
the Storm (in haiku)
by Quintessential Quackery of Q (Science-Based)
I also miss me.
I wish that I would come back.
But I can't love me.
by
I miss you.
by I miss you. of I miss you.
Here I got again.
Pathetic situation.
Talking to myself.
by dw of but at least I'm not you.
I never tell lies.
Seriously, I mean it!
Would I lie to you?
by dw
Cocaine, hand grenades,
and teenage Thai prostitutes.
*Sigh* The good old days.
by dw of No exagerations.
Watching mantis shimp
destroy invasive crayfish
on YouTube; my life.
by dw of bored in da house
I am so lonely.
Please tell me how wrong I am.
That I need to change.
My inner demon
keeps reminding me of that
but I ignore him.
It's never too late
to heed that rascal's wise words
sharing a crack pipe.
You can't smoke crack here.
Our President will kill you.
You can't debate that!
by
Don't forget the Pandemic Special of South Park airs tonight. I can hardly wait!
by dw
The presidential debates would be better handled as a booger picking contest based on size, color, texture, and how many nostril hairs are in there.
Best three out of five wins. Loser buys the other one a beer.
by the way, I'd really like it if one of you buys me a case of beer. Extra dark. German prefered.
Come on out, you vigalante poets!
"You complete me," The Joker says to Batman.
"What would I do without you?!"
by Snuffleupagus goes to an Asian "massage" parlor. of They cook and eat him. Typical.
We get the debate
That we deserve: two old clowns
Out-shout each other.
by Babylon is Falling but Slowly
Where is ev'ryone?
Have you all died of covid?
Life will be empty.
by of
I'm disappointed.
You should display your vomit.
That is my applause.
by of
Captain Queefs-a-Lot
vs. Flatus Maximus!
Live on Pay-Per-View!
by $79.99
He who masturbates
to Yanky Doodle Dandy
eats feather pasta.
by Handy Dandy of Pandy Bare
I plucked my right nut.
Thought it's a dingleberry.
Oh well, got one more.
by What if muppets get dingleberries?! of Oh, poor Snuffy!
You ever think that
Donald Trump's just a muppet?
Just look at his hair!
Jim Henson's not dead.
He's playing us all for fools!
Now we're the puppets.
by Terrified
If corona kills about 1 in 1000 people, or even 1 in 500... or 1 in 100.... or 1 in 50. Is that such a bad thing?!?!
by Poets Against Humanity!
Consider the graph...
... I can't attach my butt-pic?
What a lame website!
Come on, fix this site!
You know you want to see it.
I will show it all!
Ev'ry dangly bit!
Testes and dingleberries.
They look 'bout the same.
Calculate y-prime
at the point of origin.
Concave up or down?
by Explicit Different Calculust.
I want a poem
that conjures up Satan
five thousand feet tall
pooping fire balls
belching sulfuric acid
and does my bidding
by Christ, I said Satan, not Elmo!
Walk outside naked.
Smeared with your rancid feces.
Then you'll find freedom.
Well, maybe not in the US, but in other poor countries, they won't touch the crazy people... bad luck and curses and diseases. Being crazy and poor is pure freedom. I've seen it! No corona lock down for those lucky fools.
by The virus is coming, the virus is coming! of ... lucky virus
I have to scream now
but i can't leave the damn house
brl-eee-ARR-FUU-UUH!!!!!!!!
by scotch of united states of fuck we're on fire
Yom Kippur's about
repentence and atonement.
But I don't need that.
That's 'cuz I'm perfect.
I have never, ever sinned.
No, never, not once!
I thought I did once,
but that was God playing tricks.
Well, at least I tried.
by There is no try... on the toilet. of Only poo, or poo not.
Happy Yom Kippur,
Whatever the hell THAT means
To Gentiles. Oy veh.
by The Other Eleven Tribes of the Diaspora
In the ass, okay.
Just not in the vagina.
That can cause problems!
Take your vitamins.
Brush your teeth three times a day.
No Pop Rocks in there.
You can trust me, ma'am.
Dr. Whorendous knows best.
That's five hundred dollars.
by Please pay at the front desk. of Graceland, Nashville, TN
I do what I want
'Merica is 'bout freedom.
Pop rocks up my ass.
by Fucky McShootface
I hate candy corn.
I mean, that's some nasty-ass shit.
Who invented it?!
Be responsible.
Don't give that on Halloween.
Reese's or Snickers.
Or maybe Pop Rocks.
They taste nasty, but they're fun.
Don't put them in there!
by Inappropriate use of Pop Rocks has caused many emergency room visits.
Isn't it funny
how we always manage to
say something... not right?
by Poop! of Heh heh heh.
Is it an aardvark?
Or is it an anteater?
Snuffleupagus.
by Been a while since I talked about good old Snuffy. of I wonder if Big Bird used his beak to clean Snuffy's bodily orifices, you know how those birds do.
Salvador Dali's
"pet anteater " was just his
uncircumcised dink
by Art Historian of Under old willow
Don't you even try
to offer me McDonald's.
I'll use my blow torch.
by Surreal cereal of Salvador's Dolly Part In, Part Out
I'll only kill you
if you post your address here.
How you want it done?
by I'll need a plane ticket also. of And 2 nights in a decent hotel. And an Appleby's $150 gift card.
Oh Clem, Clem darlin'
You done buried my pore dad
by the willow tree
by Appalachian Tragedy of Haiku
How can I improve
the odds I'll be slain by a
serial killer?
by Hope
Future was sunny
Ten inches....Cher licked her lips
That Greg was All Man
by change in the forecast of cloudy with a chance of someone else's meatballs
I'll Cher this with you:
Their lawyer worked pro bono
And in chastity.
by Tramps and Thieves of Hollyweird
I got you, babe
Take two Sonny Bonos and
call me in a.m.
by human calculator of Head of the Class
Sam, whose mass is 74 kg , takes off across level snow on his jet-powered skis. The skis have a thrust of 230 N and a coefficient of kinetic friction on snow of 0.1. Unfortunately, the skis run out of fuel after only 11 s and Sam jizzes in his pants with a speed of 1.2 m/s when he sees snow bunny Brenda and she notices the wet spot spreading around his crotch. How much will Sam's hospital bill be from his broken leg when he hits that boulder ahead?
by Asking for a friend.
