RED MEAT boob tube lube from the secret files of max cannon
He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt...
He farts.
Damn it, Ted! This is the last time you're taking me to Echo Point!
2008-10-20 20:36:19By ShlomotheGreat

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10Best in a long long time. -opus
7Good one. Pre
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6As high as I'll rate a fart joke. --THM
6...okay, you got me. Mildly Tedlike, but needs work.
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6-TRT
5...but I like the poem. -T.
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5Decent. --VX
4Fart jokes can be done better.
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