Wednesday, July 30, 2008

 

Wednesday Limerick


When Betsy Ross knitted a flag for the 'volution,
She had no clue it'd be a scrote sack solution,
For Disco Ball Peter,
To show off his ant eater,
Made complete our societal devolution.
Comments:
There once was a douche bag whose brain failed to grow
His lack of synapses made him very slow
But his parents took his side
His special needs they did hide
So he still believes that douching doesn’t blow
 
ai-yi-yi-yi-yi!
this douche needs to die
if there was a lord
he'd be thrown overboard
away from hott suckle thigh
 
Check out the gut on the chick passed out on the left...I'm getting wood.
 
His G-string's all covered with jism/
Insulting my patriotism/
The Patriot Act/
Should fine those two stacked/
Hotts, and disco ball anachronism.

 
A rhesus monkey is a rhesus macaque
But on bikini's earlobes I would bukkake
Then I’d take this scrote’s flag
And puncture his nut bag
Bikini and I would then play tonsil hockey.
 
WOW... Where are you getting these pics today??? You are raising the bar on DOUCHE
 
it's come to that?
a flag for a sack?
with a hott salute from her knees?
what's going on?
where have we gone wrong?
pass the sledgehammer, please
 
A shaved oily bag Yankee Doodle
Had old glory on his mini-noodle
A micro ball sack,
brings a laugh from the back,
Larry the cable guy sees a douche poodle
 
HA HA check out the dude with the sleeveless red and white collared shirt. HA HA Business Casual.
 
your mom should be proud
you giant ass clown
for being a douhce among men
with red cups and hotts
you scream to be mocked
and stabbed in the eye with a pen
 
Bikinis make me ache in all the right places
And their boobie suckle thigh always amazes
So for them I'll deliver
A spewing semen river
After punching with delight, these douche bag’s faces.
 
Oh Oh say can you see,
any douchbags near thee....
what so proudle we hailed
at the twilight's ass reaming,
and the oily orange glare,
the sunken chest with no hair,
gave proof through the night,
that our scrote was still there...
Oh say does thaaaat choadbag's
small nutsaaaack still hanggggg,
from some buttfloss and the flag,
and his 1 inch bald wang......
 
Ladies, that's not a flag
He's just a fag
Deep, deep, deep in denial
you'll find out soon enough
what he really wants
is to go below deck with Captian Kyle
 
Mandana's short choad was quite runty;
Though I must say he did love his country;
Though the nautical hotts
Sure saluted a lot
The ship was soon boarded by Mounties.

 
The sun sets for the very last time
A disco ball hangs above boat slime
Our flag takes on flack
From a tiny ball sack
Deuchepocolypse hastened by this crime.
 
douche bigalow-

nice one!

although i believe the first line is 'oh GAY can you see....."
 
How can there be so much wrong
In a picture surrounding a thong
As hideous as this?
If ignorance is bliss,
I'll take a big hit from my bong!
 
A new type of Boat Choad to mock
Shirts and pants are not in his stock
Its pretty easy to see
He can't fool you and me
He stuffed his bikini with a sock
 
After witnessing this insanity:
Poachers catching a pale gay manity
They surley know what is wrong
With his red, white and blue dong
Can't they see his schlong is itty bitty?
 
A hot sunny day
out on the bay
the party, i'm sure, is a blast
down on her knees
blue bleeth aims to please
by shoving her whole arm up his ass
 
With Douche Statue of Liberty pose,
And Disco Ball on SS Minnow,
When flag is full staff,
The girls will all laugh,
Cause ‘roids only shrunk your juevos
 
That man is violating the Flag Code in the worst way possible.
 
There once was a 'bag doning Old Glory.
But, alas, that is only half the story.
He doned it around his dick,
Making HCwDB viewers sick.
So mocking this fuckrod is quite obligatory.

-Amerigo Vesdouchey
 
That girl passed out is having dreams of a tuna fish sandwich.
 
Let's face it, all kidding aside,
This patriot is hitting his stride,
Hott's ubiquitous cup
Is ready to move up
If the American shows too much pride.
 
The question of the day is what constitutes rape,
Drunk off the Mad Dog I am craving some gape,
Tuna fish girl is passed out
and sure I'm a drunken lout,
but maybe I sit on her face like an ape
 
The hott hiding on the left side
Is the one that I'd like to ride
And yet worst of all,
That damn disco ball
Is glowing on boat-douche's hide!
 
i was going to write a limerick until i saw the fat, disgusting, pizza-dough flabalanche stomach on the girl in the bottom-left of the picture.

i lost all creativity and thought.

even glancing at the body above this beast didn't bring me back to life.

i'm useless. i'll see you all tomorrow.
 
A violent and raging new yearning,
makes me want to partake in flag burning,
But from out of the left,
Cheetah's titties with heft,
now have my whole nutsack a churning.
 
There once was a boatbag named Steve
With a thong that made me want to leave
The hottie saluted
While boobies protruded
But his flag's at half mast--gotta heave
 
before you shave yourself down
and go walk around
pause to think for a minute
even though it's wrong
to use the flag as a thong
shouldn't you at least have something to put in it?
 
Tuna fish girl please open your mouth,
I believe my something is growing down south,
and I have no standards to speak of,
I just want some quick "love,"
Signed, Nate McLouth
 
I propose we now act senatorial,
give this choad his own DC memorial,
On the national mall,
his dong chiseled yet small,
While his suit would rock on quite sartorial
 
I spy a Rehab cap Guy also looking for a nut,
but I shall plug Tuna Fish Girl in the butt,
if he wants to take the other end
surely while passed out she will bend
after I pop one on her gut
 
some of you ask why I'd fuck this beast,
cuz obviously her twat is filled with yeast,
but I have a thing for glasses painted with cum,
or anything to help my crum,
but don't judge me-- I ain't no priest.
 
He's not a douchebag, he's a flaming homo. There's a difference.
 
Too much sausage on this boat.
I'm not a bit ashamed of what I've wrote,
The gay Patriot dangles his peter,
of a length 3 centimeter,
and Tuna Fish Girl licked my scrote
 
There once was a douchey young hack
Who needed to cover his sack
using the smallest material
and the colours imperial
the bleeths said "we love what you lack".
 
DB1 almost leaves us at loss,
To explain stars and stripes with assfloss,
after a day of star spangled,
belly girl did get mangled,
from her nose will her tuna soon toss
 
Orel Doucheheiser please pass your drink
Your having way too much fun I do think
Wish I could get drunk
But my job would be sunk
So to these hotts I'd give two in the stink.
 
There once was a Froggie named "Guy"
A clothing malfunction had he
When it was time to salute
Junk slipped from his suit
He was more of a stump then a tree
 
The flag draws your eyes right down to it
But, here's a worse thought for you, to wit:
As much as this view,
makes me want to spew
From the back I would REALLY not want to view it
 
C.Head:

DB's limerick and haiku day
are for me a time of play.
I have writer's block
cuz much of academe is a crock.
I miss my deadline and my editor will slay.
 
There once was a douche on a boat
Who dreamed of being King Choate
So he strapped on Old Glory
But that's the end of the story
He still didn't get some Hott throat
 
Yankee Doodle did rub on his Crisco,
And grinded to outdated disco,
While the hot here salutes
he still pines for skinflutes,
When's the next flight back to Frisco?
 
If British, he'd sport Union Jack,
with likely a hairy ball sack,
And with either bleeth,
you'd see shitty teeth,
while Guinness farts leaked from his crack
 
Fat boy in the background seems to be enjoying the view a little too much
 
Union Jack thongs look right on a Limey,
All oiled up with nutsack too slimey,
The Star of David would rock,
On a jewish guy's cock,
"Its 2 inches and cut!" would yell Hymie
 
Cascading its way through the 'tubes
Comes this picture with rainbow-clad boobs,
Though the image is wrecked
By his junk flag-bedecked,
At least this 'bag doesn't have moobs.
 
As soon as the boat had departed,
The DB said "Let's get started -
I got disco ball, visor,
and a cozied Budweiser,
But look out below, I just sharted!"
 
There once was a 'bag from Douchetuckett

he who of wisdom said "fuck it"

he's fashioned a flag

to cover his wag

now Bleeth must salute just to suck it
 
When asked if flag-suit Puerto Rican
He gaily replied, "why not take a peek in"
While geographically astute
The hott lacked knowledge to refute
His claims he was more Latin than Topekan
 
damn that girl has a big ass gut
 
Inside a small flag he did hide it.
And 2 hotts put their faces beside it
This douche has no shame
The gimmick so lame
Hasn't been funny since Borat first tried it.
 
Wow. Wrote this before I read Ragnar's masterpiece. However, I humbly contribute...

Whilst sailing in Havasu latitudes
Be prepared to confront douchey attitudes
A hammock of Old Glory
And Bleeths with demeanors whore-y
It's enough to make you want to drown this dude.

--Bleethal Weapon
 
There once was a small praying mantis,
Who lived under a colorful canvas,
When come one sad day,
A bleeth took it away,
'twas the sight that had sunk fair Atlantis.
 
He is clearly a product of rape,
Betwixt a thick-tongued woman and ape,
Desecrating the flag,
With the bag of a Bag,
I hope they execute him on tape.
 
For you, girls, the worm has now turned,
Even Flab girl, all passed out and spurned;
Kenny sucks on man-root
Yet you both still salute
The one flag that should now be burned.
 
Flag-Balls is a shaved douche gorilla;
But all girls are drawn to a flotilla;
From Havasu to the Pacific
Boats are boob-mags terrific;
It makes you wanna be a scrote killer.
 
Bad enough when it's viewed from the front,
Disco Pete and his flag-bagging stunt
Make you vomit and hack
If you're sitting in back
Hey, Sleeveless, don't go for it -- punt!
 
So much is wrong with this scenario.

Passed out preggers chick. A crutch. Disco ball. Man thong. Auto mechanic dude in the back. Guy to the right playing grab ass.

There once was a douchebag named Meyer,
Whose loins were filled with desire,
Loved both chicks and dudes,
When in the mood,
Where's a Muslim to set this flag on fire?
 
hot damn, you beat me to the grab-ass comment.

give the passed out chick a break, she's clearly just finished playing with herself when she realised our good friend with the flag was gay - and let's face it, he's got be: if i were on that boat that flag would be up the top of the flagpole, if you know what i mean.

but why hasn't anyone mentioned the incredible side-boob on the lovely above our passed out friend?

i'm not particularly creative today, so no limerick :(
 
the decay of this once-so-great nation
is marked by this flag-dicked mutation
with his discoball skanks
and his shaved chest and flanks
posterboy of the douche generation!

-haberdouchery
 
props to douchetoevsky's 10:31 entry. could be the party jam of the summer!

-haberdouchery
 
This douche wouldn't dare this around here.
 
Here you go asshole.

http://www.medalofhonor.com/medal_guide.htm
 
Fucking scrotes sit idled
While the flag is defiled
We'll slit your throat
Oh, but it's only a "JOKE"?
To the bottom you'll sleep for awhile.
 
I'm normally not in favor of flag burning but in this case I'll make an exception, as long as I get to douse the gasoline and toss the first match.
 
I sure want to participate in the raising of that flag.
 
on a boat for the 4th of July
there were many folks quite high
still there is no excuse
for our colors misuse
that is one flag that I must fry!
 
lots of limericks with no rhyme or meter...
where the fuck is Ed?

the flag covers a prick that is stinky
with odor of ass that's man inky
perhaps Mr. Ed
has gone to bed
& been sucked into black hole of Ma Plinky

Plinky & Ed please return!
 
This picture isn't real...it's all apart of the drug addled hallucination of the pregnant skank passed out in the background you see her on the left behind salute hot? trash = yummo
 
The hott in the Cheetah bikini
Makes all my blood flow to my weenie,
But the rest of the boat
Is so full of scrote
She's ditching the picture by leaning!
 
A g-string, mandana, and beer.
Two hotties, ubiquitous red cup and some cheer. This must be a joke with a scrote on a boat and a reminder that douches are here.
 
There once was a hairless young brute
Who was hung like a miniature newt
Nonetheless, Rainbow Bleeth
Will get knocked in the teeth
if his pecker returns the salute
 
Stoned chick on left, mirror shades
Too many bong hits today
Wakes with a sore throat
To find half nekkid scroat
and the party well under way
 
Does his visor say "John McCain" on it??????

A John McCain visor-wearing, stars-and-stripes-defiling, ass clown is not worthy of any company, let alone perky hots.

I love that chick reclining back on the left, who looks like she had 3 too many Mike's Hard Lemonades.
 
If that is not violating the flag..
 
the girl who is passed out is PREGNANT!!! WTF are you doing to your unborn child
 
Is that Puck from the Real World?????
 
Can i renounce my citizenship!!!
 
Rick Monday would burn this flag.
 
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