Oh my effing G!
That old man is VHS.
Previous Jap life!

The old man is gone,
but he left his pic on here
so I'll toss one off.

The old man is gone!
The wise poet of dog-verse
has taken his leave.

Dinos, dinks, and poo.
The gentlemen samurai
rolling in their graves.

Anywho... he's hot.
Squeal like a piggy, boy!
Jap deliverance.

The rotten dog guy.
The guy at top of this page!
Up at the top right.

If you don't see him,
maybe you're just on your phone.
He's got text balloon.

What a sight to see
Watching dinosaurs go poop
Did they bury it?

Someone fill me in
Did dinosaurs have big dinks?
Who would know this stuff?

When someone tells you
you give head like a porn star
What do you say back?

Probably, nothing.
It's not proper etiquette
talking while eating

I once saw a dog
all alone, trotting along
with a paper bag

What the what the what?
Who is the rotten dog guy?
Hate him already

That rotten dog guy,
I bet he'd give head for cash.
I mean, look at him.

Pumpkin spice blow jobs.
Milf, soccer mom, hippie head.
Fragrant relaxing.

Great behinds stink alike.
Yes, that's six syllables.
I don't care.

the Jack-Off-Lantern

from the makers of

Fleshlight

Pumpkin Spice Scented


And for the Ladies


Your Hollow won't be Sleepy


Headless Horsecock Dong

Timer! Just saw that
watching vintage commercials
couple days ago

Humpin' a pumpkin
is only a sin if the
pumpkin is a dude.

But why get them out?!
Let the candy corn stay there.
Sugar rush all day.

Or tie them on a string and pull them out at a rate of about 2 per second at the moment of climax, just like the working girls do in Paris. Yes, I am a salesman for Brach's candy. How did you know?

You got it backwards.
Tootsie Rolls taste like cat poop.
Yes, I have tried both.

Candy paired with poop.
While visiting Germany.
They're into that there.

Oh that cheesy guy...
Is our poet feeling bleu
Thinking of fromage?

Oh that cheesy guy...
Is our poet feeling bleu
Thinking of fromage?

Autumn mysteries......
How do you get candy corn
out of your sphincter?

Why does cat feces
look and taste like Tootsie Rolls?
Sin to screw pumpkins?

Bruce Springsteen's birthday
Is that the Jersey Devil?
Or just him grunting?

Broadcast Disruption
Tentacled Difficulties
Please Stand By x 8

Tentacled surprise
on South Carolina beach
Cephalopod News

Could constipate, though
But I'm sure the poetry
would find a way out

I'd make it for you
Extra sharp Vermont cheddar
with Gruyere/ Jarlsberg

Put down the Balut
Eat macaroni and cheese
It sticks to your ribs

But I do not think.
My sphincter does the writing.
Black hole collapsing.

Sometimes you are me.
It is identity theft.
Are you entertained?

Please entertain us.
Do not enter my anus.
Exit Uranus.

I miss my surf board.
I also miss fancy cheese.
Surf boards of cheddar?!?

Fondu wave surfing
on a fantasy planet
or the holodeck.

Sometimes Darth thinks that
I'm the only poet here.
Darth, I might be Shit . . .

Some people are good.
But not if they are poets.
Or Filippinos.

Sometimes I think Darth
is the only poet here
Shit, I might be Darth

When Flatulence Kills...
(LIVE) Methane Lab Explosion
Watch Smellovision

All the poets here
They live in different time zones
but they're all the same

Darth, you wrote that book,
That rambling weird-ass book.
Has it sold that well?

The dispensaries
Since legal, there are plenty
It's like a candy store!

this address right here
owned by an evil wizard
I can't wait to move

In America
how many dispenseries
are up and running?

I need to get high.
Like really need, not just want.
And then watch South Park.

What address?

He's small potatoes
If you want to see evil
go to this address

I'm not a doctor
but just performed surgery
We'll see how it goes

Calling Hannover Fist!

“I am the sum of all evils. Look carefully. My power infests all times, all galaxies, all dimensions. But many still seek me out; a green jewel they must possess. But see how I destroy their lives.”

Hangin's too good for her!
Burnin's too good for her!
She should be torn into
little bitsy pieces
and burried alive!

I am not Satan!
And she is no friend of mine!
Thou shalt not suffer...

That a witch may live.
The death penalty is good
in cases like these.

That sultry Natasha
Sexy sidekick of Boris
I love her low voice

Olive Oyl was hot.
I love how her legs could stretch.
She beats Betty Boop.

Vintage commercials
I just watched Morris the Cat
Go look on YouTube

Say Bluto did it.
Remember the frog said that
You must like Popeye

No marijuanas
You can't have no piranhas
Yes to iguanas

Since you are Satan
That means you are the king, right?
You ought to be glad.