Monday, February 20, 2012

Walking one night with my girl arm in arm
On our way back from Knott’s Berry Farm
When out from the shadows, a man slowly crept
And all of a sudden he lunged forth and leapt
“Give me your money,” he said with a snarl
But I knew what he needed – a steaming hot carl
We both turned around and started to run
When I farted so loudly that he dropped his gun
Then my girl farted right in his direction
The smell was so putrid I got an erection
The mugger fell down and begged us to stop
But we kept on farting til I felt a plop
"That oughta stop you and put you in your place"
I said to the mugger as I shat in his face
Next time he'll think before he sticks us up
It's like we were two girls and he was our cup

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