Barack had a chef on Nantucket
His job was to let Barry fuck it
Then he saw Big Mike’s Dickle
Knew he was in a pickle
Shortly after he did kick the bucket!
Barack had a chef on Nantucket
His job was to let Barry fuck it
Then he saw Big Mike’s Dickle
Knew he was in a pickle
Shortly after he did kick the bucket!
Let me get home and dredge a few up from memory from 40 years ago. We had some good ones back then. I’m on ‘er, yer honor. It’ll be a few days until I get home. Harder to focus right now.
ETA: I seem to remember that there was once a limerick thread here, but I like the alliterative title for a new one.
Let me get home and dredge a few up from memory from 40 years ago. We had some good ones back then. I’m on ‘er, yer honor. It’ll be a few days until I get home. Harder to focus right now.
ETA: I seem to remember that there was once a limerick thread here, but I like the alliterative title for a new one.
I once met a whore from Dallas She used a dynamite stick as a phallus They found her vagina in North Carolina and her asshole in Buckingham Palace —edit— A limerick is a humorous poem consisting of four or five lines
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This one. Start a new one and you can prepopulate it with some of the good ones.