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Roast the broomstick. Fiddle. Bury the bone.

  • Roast the broomstick. Fiddle. Bury the bone. Nookie. Makin' bacon. Hiding the bishop. Boom-boom.
  • Bunga bunga. The horizontal fandango. Take the skin boat to tuna town. Sweep the chimney. Walk the dog. Plot inner space. You know.
  • The usual chores. The number of applicants for the position was incredible. 20,000 people applied to go to Antartica but only 3 responded to my job advert. Of the 3 applicants, one
  • was blind, one was deaf, & one was both blind & deaf but his resume stated that he could smell very well. The usual chores weren't what I was worried about though. I needed someone
  • with seeing-eye micro pigs that could attract women to my vicinity, but who was too blind to see how attractive those women would be. I can't compete with blind folks, they go for
  • the telephone but answer the iron. That explains the blind folks' weathered faces. But I want to go back to the seeing-eye micro pigs because that's how they make bacon bits.
  • Seeing-eye micro pigs are a creation of the blind folks' lab in New Jersey, where H. G. Wells "War Of The Worlds" was staged in 1939. It is no coincidence this blind folks' lab
  • is in the black. Blind accountancy paid very well. Assets like the seeing-eye micro pig kept them in play and as long as they were in play their stock price would churn & there for
  • the grace of God went I, leaping down Wall Street in my micro pig pajamas, so rich that no-one dared stop me. Bwahaha. Yes, I was golden, but soon the gold wore off and I found
  • That I was a scum bag broker who had no grace and realized I was Bulldozing the economy into a nightmarish oligarchy and storm of anarchism. I decided to donate to charity and pray

4 Comments

  1. LordVacuity Jun 07 2017 @ 08:54

    & instead of and & you could have had your .

  2. SlimWhitman Jun 07 2017 @ 13:15

    fullstop works for me.

  3. PurpleProf Jun 07 2017 @ 20:50

    What was I thinking when I started this one? Lawsy!!

  4. LordVacuity Jun 07 2017 @ 22:38

    I have a sneaking suspicion I might know what you were thinking.

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