Tee Posted June 25, 2004 Posted June 25, 2004 With pains in my belly and wind at my back I run to the shitter because I need a xxxx My rings turned to fire I need to release The curry inside, that big burning beast It lands with a hiss like a hot burning coal Big smile on my face it's like scoring a goal Tomorrow night when I'm out on the xxxx No more curry's for me I'll give them a miss.
Observer Posted June 25, 2004 Posted June 25, 2004 Oh the mental imagery! Yeuch!!!!!! (Funny though )
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