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Oh, no. It's not a club. It's just a great way to be. You many of literatures greats where full on embracing the gutter? Like Chauser and Shakespeare. They evem helped dig it deeper and wider.
DISGUSTINGDon't be bitter you gots no glitter.
I've said it before and I'll say it again...Cats are evil
II may have to share something I wrote, a parody of the Wife of Bath, mine about a meth cooking and dealing prostitute from a tiny, itty bitty town in Indiana few people have heard of.I've read Chaucer and Shakespeare...and you and @Revoltingest are not Chaucer and Shakespeare
Here 'tis. This is one of my finest and proudest works of art. It's also the most fun I've had writing somethingI've read Chaucer and Shakespeare...and you and @Revoltingest are not Chaucer and Shakespeare
I've said it before and I'll say it again...Cats are evil
I've said it before and I'll say it again...Cats are evil
When you wake up tomorrow, we might not have exited page 7777 if you're very lucky
Just proof that you ain'tII may have to share something I wrote, a parody of the Wife of Bath, mine about a meth cooking and dealing prostitute from a tiny, itty bitty town in Indiana few people have heard of.
Only when they want to be.
Unlike bears who are evil all the time and they have bigger claws and teeth
Yes and Weird Al is a great composerHere 'tis. This is one of my finest and proudest works of art. It's also the most fun I've had writing something
The Wife of Tin Cup
A parody of “The Wife of Bath” from Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales.
There was a wife of Tin Cup, or some other tiny city
Who has a gambling addiction, it is a pity
At making meth she was careful and without rue
But competition is rough in those black markets of Wabash and Peru
In all the small towns there is no other wife to go
For men in need of a blow and go
For her gambling left her with bills stacked a mile
And often found being only wearing a smile
I dare say she looks fine
From any view, front or behind
Wearing jeans and a tank top
Painted on and making men stop
Her face is fair, her hair long and flowing
Such a fine beauty that needs showing
The respectful life she’d tried
Married in church and children she’d had nine
Lost them all to a drunk driver and his wine
Lonely and full of despair
Her life was in need of a repair
An escape she needed from the grief
And gambling for a while provided relief
She’d traveled the world’s casinos to be hip
Three times she’d travelled to the Blue-Chip
And many casinos she’d had to play
In Spain at Madrid she’d had her way
As Vegas she lost the shirt off her back
At Monte Carlo she’d won a fair stack
Though she made meth she did not use it
Her teeth she had and she looked healthy and fit
For there upon a barstool was a wonderful mass
And wearing tight short shorts, with overall an ***
Of large breadth and height
A butt that Sir Mix-A-Lot doth like
In company she was lively and flirty
The ways of pleasure she knew well
Because to gamble she needed things to sell
It actually looks like the guy strangling the cat is the psycho, the cats expression is "wow, this guys a psycho"