Run Number Sixteen (L0sing our Virginity)
Hares TwatSickle (Aka God) and Husband (aka Adam)
Stolen From Genesis Chapter 1 (The Bible)
WormHole and Big Shitter Picked the forbidden apple (from lush Oswego fields) signaling the beginning of the end
1 In the beginning, when Twatsickle created the trails and the falses,
2 the first part of the trail was a formless wasteland, and darkness covered the abyss, while Amazon.cum talked on her cell phone while wearing a pink miniskirt.
3 Then Gym Nasty said, "Let there not be false trails," and there were false trails.
4 Twat Sickle saw how good the light was. The False trail then separated the right from the lazy.
5 Slippery Log called the right "way," and the falseness he called "on-on." Thus evening came, a hash trail followed--the first lay
Shamoomoo led the way
Rectal Ranger was lost in dismay.
Wildman was grinning ear to ear
Mystery Meat took up the Rear.
Cums Liberally liberally came
upon a Magic Merkin Ride
chaos ensued
6 Then TwatSickle said, "Let there be hashers in the middle of the waters, to separate Rear Entry of and Short cutting Wendy." And so it happened:
7 Twat made the trail, and it separated the below the trail and some how we Koitus almost blew below it.
8.Just Dave called out his marks "the mean back check." Evening came, and a beer check followed--a second later.
9 Then Twat said, "Let the water under the bridge be gathered into a single hash trail, so that the rasberry, nettle infested dry land may appear." And so it happened: the water under the sky was gathered into its basin, and nettle land appeared. SHOOT But Cannot Score & Knicker Dicker scratched their private parts and moved on.
10 God called the dry land "the shiggy," and the real bad stuff of he called "the stinging nettles." Twatsickle saw how good it was.
11 Then Twat said, "Let the trail bring forth redemption: every kind of twist and turn that bears shiggy and Mary Kay MyTurn said can this get worse." And so it happened:
12 the trail brings forth every kind of plant that bears scratching and even Shitty Stockings could not save us on this perfect day of hashing.
13 Evening came, and down downs --the third day.
Then God said: "Let there be two dimwits lost on trail . Let them mark the fixed times, the days and the years, Tool Box and Big Shitter where doing more ups and downs than Mary Kay Laturno on at the Senior prom. God was punishing them and let them wonder for forty years.
14. And the masses consumed chicken by the masses there were reports of this, and god NOT had yet even created Animals.
God looked at everything he had made, and he found it very good. Evening came, and morning followed--the sixth day he Created Stinging Nettles.
on the seventh day he gave Thanks
Our Lager
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk,
I will be drunk,
At home as in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill upon us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the Beer, The Bitter, and the Lager,
Forever and ever, Barmen.
When you look up Shitty Hash on those internets (that thing with all the tubes).
You may refer to this hash...
Honor.
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