Love has turned into pieces and pieces turned
- Love has turned into pieces and pieces turned into dust as dust flys away love is just lost but where does it go
- and then he asked himself, "what is love?" Just then a little girl threw some punches at her dad and he said, "Baby don't hurt me," and that when he knew
- that it just wasn't fair. Even though he had given his daughter love, she didn't care. "What is right? What is wrong?" He said to her. She replied with "Give me a sign."
- "Well you've come to the right place for that!" Jimbo of Jimbo's Signs and Sundries handed his daughter the most beautiful handprinted sign he had ever made. It read:
- "Piss on this wall at your own peril" and depicted a little guillotine chopping a carrot in two. I immediately bought it and placed it above my parking spot next to the student bar
- but within the first few days "peril" had been changed to "penis" and the amount of urine gathered around the tires had doubled. I had always hated students, but this was getting
- the nads by the other scrote. So I was gonna teach them little chavs what true respect meant, and I was going to do it in the same way I learned how: Via ritualistic squaredancing.
- I tuned up the fiddle and brought the gang "Round your partner cross the nose. Punch in his teeth and step on the toes. Do-si-do." The other gang brought out there morris sticks.
- Their leader waved his handkerchief menacingly, as his gang tied their bells to their calves. They started to encircle us with their sticks, as my men danced to the tune of
- Car-Car Nicker Bocker. Sure their dance steps were off, but I was too focused on their "bells"--which were hung, and tied to their legs. I chuckled; my dancing stick fully erect.
- Started
- 2011-02-03 18:25:48
- Finished
- 2012-08-05 01:40:15
1 Comments
Want to leave a comment?
Sign up!
Patroclus81 Aug 05 2012 @ 16:45
Jimbo's Signs and Sundries.... love it.