An Ode to My Nads

Mar 8, 19963 posts by 3 posters
3 posts
Bill Sekscenski

*clears throat*

O pendulous egg-shaped orbs Of tremendously porcine dimensions, You never fail to disappoint Whate'er my wanton intentions.

Although you two are pretty cool I wish I had two nads more, Then I'd have, like, three of you... And womyn would line up at my door. (Uhhh....to score and stuff.)

Butt still, I'm glad that you're there And with my continuing luck, You will both rise to the occasion The next chance I get to....uhhh...spank.

Or something.

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Bill Sekscenski Bard of Buttland Columbia University http://www.cc.columbia.edu/~wes10/

uh uh uh...wonderful poem, Bill....

But treasure your nads, while you still have them,

my owner, Lisa, took mine away one day, without warning....

Smelly Cat is in da house....

<cool stuff snipped> and if you didn't get it too bad!

That just ruled so much it is beyond description. I love my nads too, and they never fail me.

Mike "Sir-Ass-Kicker of Buttland" Morris, atbnb Special Forces <tm> Keeper of the "Keep your Damn Binaries out of here" vigil Founder of The Institution for the Terminally Stupid (T.I.T.S.) Open but under construction: http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/2906/