Are These Your Eyes? I Found Them In My Cleavage.

The strippers are loose
The slots are tight
This stanza didn't
Come out quite right.

Our cabbie was wasted
His passengers are too,
Blah blah (iccup) blah blah
Something blah blaaaaah.

Posted by Stick on Sunday, December 04, 2005 at 4:19 AM | Permalink