Originally posted by Derfel CadarnYou:
Same thing about you. Gay jokes are so original.
a) quoted an empty text box and said "Smartest thing blah blah blah";
b) talked about sex with his mother; and
c) quoted him and altered the text to make it look like he said something different.
That is textbook originality. Well done! 🙄
Originally posted by BowmannNonsense, the game of chess is about war
The magnificent game that is chess
Should always be played in a dress.
When moving a Pawn
High heels must be worn
And pink lipstick for added finesse.
Played by men; not some silken whore!
Playing dressed as a woman?
That's strictly for Bowmann.
Who is thoroughly feminine to the core.
Originally posted by boarmanin a place like Czech they play chess
some chessmen have sex on the mind
they like taking it from behind
giving and receiving
they do lots and lots of heaving
and one day end up blind
and the Czech men are often obsessed
with chess men pawns and pieces
they like to play with their thesis
on why the people who are neatest
are never ever from the old U.S
Originally posted by darvlayThere once was a poor boy named Darvin,
I once played a game with a tranny
Who opened by flashing her fanny
You may think he's a lass
But a fanny's an ass
To us dolts here across the Atlanny.
Who was always constantly starvin'. [wait, it gets worse]
With his chums he got lucky,
Behind the local Kentucky.
Says he, "I'll do the carvin'".
Originally posted by demonseedThere once was a demon who leaked
There once was a poor boy named Darvin,
Who was always constantly starvin'. [wait, it gets worse]
With his chums he got lucky,
Behind the local Kentucky.
Says he, "I'll do the carvin'".
some seed from between his cheeks.
In the schoolyard at night
He would squeeze his ass tight
On the slide and then leave a white streak.
Originally posted by darvlayThere once was a drunkard named, Darvlay.
There once was a demon who leaked
some seed from between his cheeks.
In the schoolyard at night
He would squeeze his ass tight
On the slide and then leave a white streak.
Who met a woman that he should like to parlay,
But the drink went to his head,
Alas, he was a flop in bed.
And now he sticks to lemon barley.