#morons
Car Horn, what it used to mean:
Hey buddy pay attention, you almost hit me.
Car Horn, what it means today:
Welcome, to the accident.....
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 8:51 AM UTC
Sung to the tune of Monty Python : Accountancy Shanty
Wander away (what Idiots say)
Wander away (what Idiots say)
I wonder if they ever ponder
In their mental-less, complacency
To somehow comprehend a common blunder
Sailing the stormy depths, of the Idiocy
Passing the wrecks, of one another
And see if it's real, in commonality
Watching their da's and brothers
Flounder and succumb, to the Idiocy
Mental lapses, not really sneaking
Playing at a wild hypocrisy
Not comprehending boats-a-leaking
Stormy waves, out on the wild Idiocy
Wander away
Jan 20, 2025
Jan 20, 2025 at 4:59 PM UTC
Once more the trolls rear their heads
like a pox upon the mind and soul
yes it's true they have no grasp
just aho's and lumps of coal
Evil from the fount
it's just a a ***** they have
easy to surmount
an empty whine, carafe
Here they come again
like a fish out of the sea
******** like useless fools
and in the USA
such is free
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 12:33 AM UTC
his dental floss
from the toilet
he
was fishing
for his toothbrush
he shook
it
off
smiles
oh boy
corn
mickey tannebaum
was never fooled
from his teeth
corn
he
pulled
?
...
..
.
Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 6:54 AM UTC
For the past thirty years or so
I’ve heard Republican broad hints
That never quite come to pass.
They must think I am dense;
That I sit and watch my TV
And get all stoked to hear them
Promise they will set things right
But reality never comes near them.
They talk about our poverty gap
And how they will narrow it down
And how they will lower interest
And they will quit fooling around.
They go on about their opponents,
Even when they have good records,
And then the election comes and
The people fail to get it together.
So every eight years they vote,
These fools I must call my peers
And throw the good guy out.
Every freaking eight years.
An even once after just four
They told the good guy goodbye
Then put in a world class crook.
Can anyone really say why?
I’ve watched my fellow man
Go bonkers like this repeatedly
And vote in some twisted clown
That ******* us up completely.
Nixon looked like the creep he was;
A greasy, rude and stupid man.
Then Reagan was a liar and a looter
I never was that fool’s loyal fan.
In between we’d get someone
In the job who wanted things fixed.
He would work hard as he could
And pray things wouldn’t be nixed.
But the current bubble-headed villain
Said he’d take the country back;
All his predecessor was guilty of
Was of being unremittingly black.
So, what’s with these people here
Who can’t tell a good thing from bad?
Why can’t they recognize success
And good times we have had?
All indexes were up, things were fine
Things were not a bit bad that fall.
So why did the half bright-Americans
Choose a guy with no experience at all?
Surely they don’t think any guy
Who doesn’t give a **** about them
Would care about more than rich buddies.
Of course not! That would be just dim.
Yet they did it and proved that fools,
When they’re left to play with the adults,
Can ruin things when they’re going well.
Now we must live with the results.
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 9:04 PM UTC
They told us, save your water
keep the lakes and streams running blue
conserve all that you can
water the lawn only once a week, not two
You'll save our city's tourism
don't wash your car, or shower everyday
be happy to contribute
save and protect, our waterways
We did as we were told
we saved gallons, hectares, tonnes
our tourism was saved for all
each, and everyone
The letter in the mail
congratulations, now in order
you used so little of this liquid resource
we raised your bill, this quarter
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
I'm always amazed, at the audacity
of politicians, and twisted fools
creating what they think we need
like a bunch of useless tools
Traffic is a problem, just about, everywhere
here in Austin town, here's how they would repair
More bicycle stations, *** is what I said
how will that relieve the stress'
and alleviate, traffic woes within our head?
People move here, at well over 100, every day
they all have cars, that they put on the road
getting in the way
So the perfect solution, that our Council will expound
is put more bikes in proximity
that's how we'll get around
I'll admit, that I don't vote
participate in government
the point seems moot and rote
my monies, always been misspent
If we lived in Europe, where it's been for many years
I wouldn't fear for bicyclists, like I do right here
The logic escapes me, and builds upon my doubts
are they paying for our bicycles, so we can get about?
paying for insurance, when some car hits, and knocks us out?
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
They were like two peas in a pod
Holding hands
Exchanging tongues
Being prissy and laughing at those
Who long before saw their act
Though those two queers, they don’t see at all
They are midgets, and little, and erectly small
With puffed up chests
Stroking hens of the Cornish variety
All of them dregs of a social society
Slum lords and criminal minds
Under the sheets where no one sees
Which one is giving the other the shaft
**** and span they use after, oh so daft
One erotically whispered to the other
A Pain in the ***
As they kissed over their biblical wine glass
Seeking solace in each others arms
Licking their wounds with grammars charm
Grown men, committing sin after sin
Then blaming others for saying
God wants you to begin
Acting like men
And not emancipated boys
Stop diddling and twiddling
Leave alone your petite toys
One day Jehovah will make clear
Belittle others is worse than Queer
Little queens swallowing their own vile
While Ladies and Gentleman laugh
At the ****** and the Clown
In their lingerie and gown
God decried, let those two drown
Even Lucifer laughed under his frown
Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
Hey hey hey boys, no need to use your fists or knives
Settle this like civilized folks, and let Judge Judy drive
Did you bring all your paperwork, all the bills and claims?
Did you give it to the bailiff? no need playing silly games
I really hope your not a fool, or worse, stole your neighbor's cat
The Judge doesn't really like that, and might label you a brat
If you hit his new car, and drove off in an utter tiff
Well more than likely you'll find, with the bill you're stiffed
Her eyes burn holes in carbon, her gaze kills lesser men
I hope and pray for your sake, you're not at fault, my friend
In the after comments, standing out, in the courtroom hall
The interviewing idiot will ask you, "Ya think, that was, the righteous call?"
"Uuuuuhhhh, DUH, no
I should have brought my mom
she was there
and
she saw it all"
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
You idiots!
You unconscionable poltroons!
Your minds have the intelligence
Of helium filled balloons!
You had a chance to save us
But when it came down to the wire
You chose to let a circus clown
Win the race and play with fire.
Who could know you have learned
Nothing at all from before
When you elected those two morons
Run the show while you snored?
Who could guess that people who
Claim to be so Christian and good,
Would act like from the ears up
They were made entirely of wood?
You imbeciles!
Do you not see what you have done?
You chose a man who seems to think
Lying and embezzling are great fun.
You did not choose the candidate
With experience and knowledge;
You chose the guy who swindled those
Who signed up for his bogus college!
Millions of us with wisdom predicted
This man who praises Vladimir Putin
Would want to start World War Three
Because he is so fond of shooting!
He thinks, without a bit of experience,
He can simply put on another act
And all the rest of the world will
See his mad delusions as facts.
You chowderheads!
You have sold your country out!
Later when it all falls apart
You'll blame someone else and pout.
Now you cheer and chant USA,
And pretend you are so ****** brave
The rest of us fear for the world
And hope there is something to save.
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC
We all could have equal rights
If the world would only grant them.
We could all sing a brand-new
A truly joyous national anthem.
We could sing about at last
The words of the Constitution
Finally will match with reality
Without another revolution.
This is the tale of the autocrats
And how they got badly out of hand.
They decided they knew more about
Things they could never understand.
They decided they knew better than
The people with proper education.
So they elected their supporters to
Lay waste to their own fine nation.
This is a morality tale about greed
And what it can do to men’s minds;
That turns them to skulduggery
And makes them act as if they’re blind
To reason, decency and even honor
Taking advantage of the weakest
Who then grow weaker by the hour.
As many times in history, they promise
A shopping list of impossible dreams
And the weak think they’ll come true,
Say reality is not quite what it seems.
They think by listening to carpetbaggers
They will all get rich and supported
By each elected lying son of a *****
But those dreams are soon aborted.
For a while they believe the woes
Are made by their predecessors.
They’l blame the losers, the gays
The blacks and finally the electors.
They won’t question themselves
About the choices they all made.
By then the path of doom and death
Will be almost permanently laid.
Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC
The difference between
A bird and a map
Is that one knows how to read the lands
And the other
Is made for morons
Who don't know how to explore.
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
It was fascinating
Very helpful and enchanting
Yet all else is limited
Or should I say limitless
For they are capable of things we aren't
A lot says it was for the better
As if it was the best
Simpleton, if I were to label all those who proclaims
But they have not opened their eyes
Or maybe something was covering it
Evil was seeping and overtaking
Those weren't being used for JUSTICE
They were far from what we call Human
Just because we DESIRE for the eternal
Doesn't mean we need to make careless decisions
Don't be blinded by those shiny golden bricks we call GOLD or those green papers with faces of deceased people
We must think thoroughly
For this creation might go to EXTINCTION
Let's peel off our masks
All of those covering the windows of our soul
These aren't completely helping
They're making the case worse
DESTRUCTIVE if I may say so
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 3:46 PM UTC
Yes, you out there wherever you may be
You try to steal our souls in poems
We know you, to the tee
What twisted motives to be us, by proxy, what cowardess you be
What an empty vessel posses you, such sadness, such despair
You pick our hard imagined fruit and not from your own tree
You clone our minds, like leaches on our skin
You wish us harm, you thieving ***
You wormy monster, a slug, next to kin
I curse you
I loath you
I hate you
You stealers of our youth
Betrayers of our written souls
What lacks is pride, and owners of the truth
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 9:10 AM UTC