Mister Nut Bag circled the shop
spouting off mindless diatribe,
like he was a ******* gear-Einstein,
but he didn’t know ****
Everything he said was
total & utter malarkey,
that means some serious ********
He looked like he hadn’t climbed since birth,
like when he climbed down from his mother’s womb
& been eatin’ carbs ever since.
A complete carb ****** he was,
certainly not a ******** hiker.
I wish I could’ve been
not politically correct,
tactless & unsavory.
I would’ve said to
Mister Know-It-All,
you fat ****
**** a bag of *****
I guess everybody's got their place,
arrogance has none
in our place.
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
Mister Nut Bag circled the shop
spouting off mindless diatribe,
like he was a ******* gear-Einstein,
but he didn’t know ****
Everything he said was
total & utter malarkey,
that means some serious ********
He looked like he hadn’t climbed since birth,
like when he climbed down from his mother’s womb
& been eatin’ carbs ever since.
A complete carb ****** he was,
certainly not a ******** hiker.
I wish I could’ve been
not politically correct,
tactless & unsavory.
I would’ve said to
Mister Know-It-All,
you fat ****
**** a bag of *****
I guess everybody's got their place,
arrogance has none
in our place.
Not really my style but I know where she's coming from. Sometimes the truth is the truth & people take things way too seriously.
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