The Late Show...With Your Host, Cena

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I am far more pissed than I have ever been on this board before, so strap in you punk bitches and bonafide snitches and I will tell you some more.
 
You're talking about tits, and all in a rhyme,
The pics will wait my friend, for a more opportune time

You have caught the virus of the rhyming titty tune. I can tell you this story will end badly and it will end soon.
 

I tell you James, it is a trevesty, it tell you it's true. I farted too soon for tity pictures to get through. It is much to the chagrin of both me and you.
 
Goat I see your Paris and raise you.

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Alright. Here is the skinny. First I apologixze for the ryhmes. It happens when I am drunk. I am like an ebony soul preacher that is too full of funk See there it goes again. It was a tame night of dinner after the airshow. Until I happened onto a pair of English titties that ended up being the show. We were at a fine establishment, called Loyds bar, I thought with my charms intact, I would go far.
 

I can tell you that all of my crew, we were entranced, by this well endowed white titty soul sister and her sweet filled pants.
 
She had a friend who was no where near as nice, who was cool as they come and to us was cold as ice.
 
I threw my best game as best as could, anyone of us would have done this, you know you would!
 
So in short, we met this well built female engineer. We threw our best game at her, but all fell short. No titties to be seen no matter how much we worked.
 

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