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helped to refine! VOXXXIE DID.

Haha, just kidding. Sorta. I wrote another poem... For my arena submission. It seemed kinda wrong to put it in the poetry forum, 'cause it's not a serious poem. You guys wanna see it anyway?


'Twas the night of her wedding,
And all through the house,
Two creatures were stirring,
One was a louse.
Her stockings were tossed on the floor by the chair,
And her pearly white veil on that table there.
She sniffed in her hankerchief,
From the tazer came ZAP!
Looks like there won’t be any long winters’ nap.
Then from his mouth there came such a clatter,
That she was forced to ask, “What the hell is the matter?”
A “MMPPH!” And “PFFGH” and an “WTF WAS THAT!?” later,
Her husband began to resemble deep-fried Ralph Nader.
And what from his babbling mouth should appear,
“But it was just one night! Please don’t be mad, dear!”

And the next day, she returned to work and gave the nice cattle prodder back to
her friend Sharrie. "Thanks! Oh, and, that thing works on pigs too!"

The moral of this story is: When your best friend asks to borrow your cattle prodder, there’s a good chance she HASN’T taken up dairy farming.

Like it? Hate it? I Arena'd with this avvi and that story for this week.

rofl
BWAHAHAHAHA!

And for some of us, that's a normal night in the bedroom.
^_^