Posted on 04/08/2010 6:25:54 PM PDT by jenk
"Sins?"
*cough* it's a religion *cough*
There is no Global Warming so go for a drive in the Country and go for a Steak Dinner.
Pray for America
Chocolate as sin???? Oh I don’t think so...This broad is wacked...
green chicks have hairy armpits
Is anyone else as hot as I am right now?
Ah, yes, sustainable chocolate. Sustainable is every other word with these freaks.
LOL!
wh...wha...what...WHAT??
If this is satire, it’s very well done.
Sustainable hairy armpits.
no, she’s serious, dang, I should try some satire.....
Well, if I ever wondered why the U.S. is in such sad shape right now, this woman has now made everything clear.
don’t miss the whole article, I edited out a LOT.
they are creepy
well, it is green
She had that
Camarillo brillo
Flamin out along her head,
I mean her mendocino bean-o
By where some bugs had made it red
She ruled the toads
Of the short forest
And every newt in idaho
And every cricket who had chorused
By the bush in buffalo
She said she was
A magic mama
And she could throw a mean tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn’t done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldnt come in
(I couldnt come in right then...)
And so she wandered
Trough the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An I’d just love it in her room
Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She stripped away
Her ranchid poncho
An laid out naked by the door
We did it till we were un-concho
An it was useless any more
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn’t done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldnt come in
(actually, I was very busy then)
And so she wandered
Trough the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An I’d just love it in her room
Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She said she was
A magic mama
And she could throw a mean tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know
(is that a real poncho...i mean
Is that a mexican poncho
Or is that a sears poncho?
Hmmm...no foolin ...)
Hey good looking, I've got a whole basket of fruit and veggies......... would you like to have sex with me?
While not on this list, I’m pretty sure that if the greenie girls hold to one-square-of-toilet-paper-per-trip theory, their love life will be a bit sabotaged, too.
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