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RE: Surf Poem,« on: December 18 2007 22:12:00 »
Lets get back to the rymes
and stop wasting time, Tom and
Teacher 2 are steppn outa line.
I saw this babe and she was lookn fine
Took her out for a surf, and after that, gave her
a good time. She rode my big gun, had her screaming
in the sun, Who would have thought I was such a don wan.
We tried all sorts of techniqes, Did it all over the beach. Tasted her honey and and boy was it sweet, Just like a
peach, And after that we just layed there as the stars began
to appear, And I swear I could see Santa and his 8 flying
Raindeer. And I heard him exclaim as he flew cross the moon
Merry Christmas Shezboy, Hope to see you soon.
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #1 on: December 19 2007 15:12:00 »
She tasted good when you put youre tongue in her
but you didnt realize that 2 hours before I nutted in her
now if nut juice tastes good than go down to the sperm bank
stick your tongue out and say awe
because Toms 2 inch plick is all you'll see brah!
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #2 on: December 19 2007 20:12:00 »
You guys should be reported; this is soooo immature and downright nasty; You related to Larry Craig or the pope, perverts? I'm outa here and will report this trash column.
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #3 on: December 26 2007 14:12:00 »
Ha, Sleezboy, chomp on this: went to the shitter, there was Tom. So I spread em wide, like a pipeline bomb. It was foamy and spitting, global deeply inserted, my board sticker NAMBLA, ohhhh, moans from being so pitted. Then, a glimpse of the hole, an opening of light. haahaahaah, ran straight over Tom, then paddled over to the right! I,,,m such a rapper, Teacher2 said, 'be a rapper'!. But, I'm a soul-surfin toe tapper. So, when I,,mz not in D.C., watsh me drop in on your crapper!! HAhahahaaaaa!
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #4 on: December 29 2007 01:12:00 »
early moring sun on my shoulders
the light blue water laps at my gun,
and a group of Pellicans fly by in the
wind. I feel my board rize as a lone
swell passes beneath me. It's coming.
Out on the horizon, I can see the dark
swells moving towards me . I push forward
Not taking my eyes off the on coming dark walls
of aproaching bliss that await my soul. I feel alive.
More alive then ever as a chill of passes
through my body. My heart racing, My soul yearning,
My adrenaline pumping. There upon me now....... " Ed, wake
up !!!! It's time for school !" Just a dream.
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #5 on: December 29 2007 11:12:00 »
This bad nasty man is stealing my lines; I usually wake up too just before...you know, I'm kinda' wide stanced! Went to D.C. in 1993, got so nervous, had to peepee. Dropped down to the stool, then dropped my pants, someane on next stall, my,,z willy started to dance! I had to go to pass legislation, but, remindin me of Mitt, I got to mast.....batin. I got out just in time with a minute on the floor; my last vote won, now, we can waterboard! So, quit complainin, about my lack of order, next year I'll put more shit in the water!
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #6 on: December 29 2007 23:12:00 »
Next year Leary said, But he said the same
thing last year. He'll put more sh*t in the water,
But first he'll have a beer. The more you put off
Leary, The more you'll regret, Just like waking up from
The dream, of an on coming set. And just like the Talking
Heads Song, Many days go by, and your wondering how you
got here, and your wondering why, And just like Billy sang, and these words will really hit ya, Whats wwith your life, is it sadness or Euforia.
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #7 on: January 02 2008 17:01:00 »
Rain, Rain goes through your brain,
From the sky to the lower elements,
Washing away the inner crap,
Flowing away the outer crap,
Surfing waves intermingled with sacred tree sap,
Out in the waves surfers arms like trees limbs flap,
Catch a wave and dance like a commet through the stars,
And leave behind life's scars
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #8 on: January 02 2008 19:01:00 »
Is Oz fotarded? No rhyme or reason, Amerika id a living treason. Where there used to be an American flag, our kids die for profits of corporate fags. Bush and Dickless hate the surf, as long as your brown, they'll claim your turf! Bannana republics fall by the way, Jenna and friends snort from a tray. Daddy did the same, whacked all the waves, imprisoned freedom, now we're all slaves. Will surfers unite to save our ocean, or be lulled by Leary spreading his lotion?
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #9 on: January 03 2008 10:01:00 »
I hate my board, I really do
My feet slip off, hit my head- Boo-hoo
Even with deck pads, they ain't much help
since I started using this board, my skills
have gone south, So now the only thing to
do is take my board someplace new, Maybe a
the musuem or the Grocery store, or take it back to
the same surf store, and tell the owner his daughters
a whore, she left me sores where the sun don't touch
the lying, minipulating,stupid , slut. The board was hers
and now it yours, I'm going back to the other store.