68R/T
I got drunk and swallowed my teeth, now
In rebuttal to the hostage joke I have one for our resident wimmens;
A WOMAN\'S POEM
He didn't like the casserole....
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his momma used to make.
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his momma used to do.
I pondered for an answer,
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around,
and smacked the shit out of him...
Like his momma used to do.
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A WOMAN\'S POEM
He didn't like the casserole....
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his momma used to make.
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his momma used to do.
I pondered for an answer,
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around,
and smacked the shit out of him...
Like his momma used to do.
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