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Monday, October 31, 2005

The Good ship Venus (One of MANY versions)

'Twas on the good ship Venus,
By Christ you should have seen us,
The figurehead was a whore in bed,
And the mast was the Captain's penis.

CHORUS:
Frigging in the rigging,
Wanking on the planking,
Masturbating on the grating,
There's fuck all else to do.

The Captain's wife was Mabel,
Whenever she was able,
She gave the crew their daily screw,
Upon the galley table,

The cabin boy's name was Kipper,
A cunning little nipper,
He lined his ass with broken glass,
And circumcised the skipper.

The ladies of the nation
Arose in indignation,
They stuffed his bum with chewing gum,
A smart retaliation.

The ship's dog's name was Rover,
We fairly bowled him over,
(The whole crew did him over,)
We ground and ground that faithful hound,
From Singapore to Dover.

The First Mate's name was Hopper,
By Christ, he had a whopper,
Twice round his neck, once round the deck,
And up his ass for a stopper.

The Captain's randy daughter,
She fell into the water,
Delighted squeals revealed that eels,
Had found her sexual quarter.

'Twas on the China Station,
To roars of approbation,
We sunk a Junk with a load of spunk,
By mutual masturbation.

The Second Mate's name was Carter,
By God, he was a farter,
When the wind wouldn't blow and the ship wouldn't go,
We'd get Carter the farter to start her.

The cook whose name was Freeman,
He was a dirty demon,
He served the crew with menstrual stew,
And foreskins fried in semen.

The Captain of that lugger,
By Christ, he was a bugger,
He wasn't fit to shovel shit,
From one ship to another.

The Third Mate's name was Wiggun,
By God, he had a big 'un,
We bashed that cock with lump of rock
For friggin in the riggin.

The next Mate's name was Andy,
By God, that man was randy,
We boiled his bum in red-hot rum,
For coming in the brandy.

The Fourth Mate's name was Morgan,
A homosexual Gorgon,
A dozen crow in rows could pose,
Upon his sexual organ,

On the trip to Buenos Aires,
We rogered all the fairies,
We got the syph at Tenneriffe,
And a dose of clap in the Canaries.

Another cook was O'Mally,
He didn't dilly dally,
He shot his bolt with a hell of a jolt,
And whitewashed half the galley.

The Captain was elated,
The Crew investigated,
The found some sand in his prostrate gland,
He had to be castrated.

Another Mate's name was Paul,
He only had one ball,
But with that cracker he'd roll terbaccer,
Around the cabin wall.

The Boatswain's name was Lester,
He was a hymen tester,
Through hymens thick he'd shove his prick
And leave it there to fester.

The engineer was McTavish,
And young girls he did ravish,
His missing tool's at Istanbul,
He was a trifle lavish.

A homo was the Purser,
He couldn't have been warser,
With all the crew he had a screw,
Until they yelled, "Oh, no sir."

'Twas in the Adriatic,
Where the water's almost static,
The rise and fall of arse and ball,
Was almost automatic.

The ship's cat's name was Hippy,
His hole was black and shitty,
But shit or not it had a twat,
The Captain showed no pity.

So now we end this serial,
Through sheer lack of material,
We wish you luck and freedom from
Diseases venereal.

Do You Know How This Works?

I was inspired by a line on Bug's Butt's site to tell you this:

"Columbus had a cabin boy,
"This boy's name was Ripper.
"He died upon some broken glass,
"And circumcised the skipper."

Ho ho har de har har.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Notice That the Seat Is Up?




Some seeing-eye dogs
are better than others.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Hurricane Survival Kit

Toilet Paper......................................check
Bud Light.........................................check
Keystone Ice......................................check
Budweiser.........................................check
Red Dog...........................................check
Misc. other bottles of alcohol....................check
Piece of plywood to float your chick and booze on...check

Next time let's all be more prepared!

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Maybe it's just me, but I can't see the difference between J-Lo's butt and the tree


Anal Glaucoma

A woman calls her boss one morning and tells him that
She is staying home because she is not feeling well.
"What's the matter?" he asks
"I have a case of anal glaucoma," she says in a weak voice.
"What the hell is anal glaucoma?"
"I can't see my ass coming into work today



How To Tell If There is a Terrorist At the Airport


Sunday, October 23, 2005

Menage' a Troit, Anyone?


Thursday, October 20, 2005

Colin and Hoss are at it again...




A Man And His Pumpkin

The police arrested Patrick Lawrence, a 22-year-old white male, resident of Dracula, GA, in a pumpkin patch at 11:38 p.m. on Friday. Lawrence will be charged with lewd and lascivious behavior, public indecency and public intoxication at the Gwinnett County courthouse on Monday.

The suspect explained that as he was passing a pumpkin patch he decided to stop. "You know, a pumpkin is soft and squishy inside and there was no one around here for miles. At least I thought there wasn’t," he stated in a phone interview.

Lawrence went on to say that he pulled over to the side of the road, picked out a pumpkin that he felt was appropriate to his purposes, cut a hole in it and proceeded to satisfy his alleged "need." "I guess I was just really into it, you know?" he commented with evident embarrassment.

In the process, Lawrence apparently failed to notice a Gwinnett County police car approaching and was unaware of his audience until officer Brenda Taylor approached him.

"It was an unusual situation, that’s for sure," said officer Taylor. "I walked up to (Lawrence) and he’s…just working away at this pumpkin." Taylor went on to describe what happened when she approached Lawrence. "I just went up and said, ‘Excuse me sir, but do you realize that you are screwing a pumpkin?’

He froze and was clearly very surprised that I was there and then looked me
straight in the face and said:

"A pumpkin? Damn…is it midnight already?"

Is This Another Pumpkin Picture?


Monday, October 17, 2005

Full Moon Halloween Style


Nice Gift


Sunday, October 16, 2005

Sex in the Office

"Fly Me a River"

"It's a deep fly to right field..."

"There are no flies on me. Oh, wait. Yes there is."

"Is this what they call 'Taking flight'?"

"Hey! You said you were a tse-tse!! I don't see 'em."

"Joe Cool was right. You ARE a Spanish fly."

Milking a Cow??


Lisp


Saturday, October 15, 2005

Shhh! I'm hunting flies


Friday, October 14, 2005

Girls just wanna have fun


Don't worry, Hon. I'm just male bonding with the little guy


Thursday, October 13, 2005

A Real Man of Steel


The Bone


Saggy


Wednesday, October 12, 2005

When airbags deflate


Thank you for your order


Pill Power!


Full Moon Rising


The Way Men Want to Be Buried


Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Duh!


Not to worry ... the cops are here (or, Car 54, where are you?)


Oh Yeah...


My Idea of a Workout


Monday, October 10, 2005

Oooh, a Baby Ruth


Disney's New Movie


Choose Your Drinking Buddies Carefully

Must be Colin & Hoss up to their old tricks.


Buck Naked


Sunday, October 09, 2005

Built-in Water Wings


Who Wants to Come?



Pun... intended.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Not so dumb...

Coming out of the showers after a game, a blonde was asked why she'd had the letter "M" tattooed on each arse cheek, she replied "Well if I spread my legs and bend over it spells "MOM" but if I lie on my back with my legs in the air - "WOW"!"

The Advantage of Being Chinese


If you cannot decipher anything, then try pulling the corner of your eyes as if you were Chinese.

The Best Trophy Ever


I'd play golf for this trophy! Ohhh yeah!

Make Up Your Mind


Friday, October 07, 2005

The debate rages on...


Nice and clean now, eh Goob?


New Orleans Investment Opportunity


But Mom, he was just trying to teach me how to swim....


Ooooh, no wonder Goob uses her bicycle for exercise so much


Thursday, October 06, 2005

Halloween Costumes - Order NOW!





Will the Real Colin Please Sit Down?





Karen told me this is Colin....
















But Queen Goob says THIS is Colin. Can I get any help here?

Old Horsetail showing off his ... er...ah...tattoos. Yeah, that's it.


Now THIS is my kinda flower


And how would you like your bush trimmed, ma'am?



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