06-30-2013, 11:39 PM
yes, this poem. pure buttery gold. all i could think about was frying up some buttered trout. as fars are critique goes, i feel as if your trying to highlight the absurdity of eating so many fish sticks. but sadly this poem wont work on me
great job!
great job!
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx

