Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Half-baked Alaska; or, Sarah, Vain and Gall


 
"You betcha that I love to quit.
Elitists? They think I'm unfit.
I've pooped out five babies!
Now I'm treated like rabies.
Oh, Roger! 'Twas you found my clit."

Tittycunt Follies; or, The Nancy Grace Story




There once was a harpy named Nance
Whose nipples were looked at askance.
"You're guilty, you puke!
The courts I would nuke!
Let me throw the switch, or I'll dance!"