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Saturday, August 28, 2010
Dog Named "My Penis"
Dog Named My penis"
Tired of boring old dog name like Ruff, Spot, Lassie, etc?
The next time you get a dog, name it: Mypenis
Why, you ask? Well just look at some of the great excuses you can use for
school, work, and general conversation!
-I did do my homework but Mypenis ate it!
-Oh no, Mypenis is frothing at the mouth!
-Sorry I'm late. I was playing with Mypenis.
-I'm sorry officer, I didn't realize I had to keep Mypenis on a leash.
-Mypenis doesn't come when I call it.
-Mypenis likes to crawl between the legs of guests.
-If Mypenis begs at the dinner table, I just tell it to LAY DOWN!
-I love giving Mypenis a bath, but Mypenis doesn't like cold water.
-At night, I like to snuggle with Mypenis.
-Mypenis likes it when people pet him.
-Mypenis needs to get more exercise. He weighs over fifty pounds!
-Playing with Mypenis really wears me out.
-Would you like to see a picture of Mypenis?
-Sometimes I wake up, and Mypenis is already active.
-I think Mypenis has a mind of its own.
-I keep a picture of Mypenis in my wallet.
-Whenever I get lost, Mypenis points me in the right direction.
-I think Mypenis is getting old because he won't get excited anymore.
He just plays dead.
-Mypenis got out last night. I think he's sleeping with the lady next door.
-HELP! Mypenis is lost...can you help me find him?
-Sorry to be driving slow officer, but I was looking for Mypenis.
-Sorry to be driving so fast, officer. I have to take Mypenis to the hospital.
-Mypenis got fleas from the neighbors dog.
-Anytime Mypenis gets too excited, I just scratch him behind the head.
-Please do not feed Mypenis table scraps!
-Do you think you could feed Mypenis while I'm on vacation?
-I have a cat that plays very well with Mypenis.
-When I take Mypenis for a ride in the car, I roll down the window so it can
hang it's head out
Tired of boring old dog name like Ruff, Spot, Lassie, etc?
The next time you get a dog, name it: Mypenis
Why, you ask? Well just look at some of the great excuses you can use for
school, work, and general conversation!
-I did do my homework but Mypenis ate it!
-Oh no, Mypenis is frothing at the mouth!
-Sorry I'm late. I was playing with Mypenis.
-I'm sorry officer, I didn't realize I had to keep Mypenis on a leash.
-Mypenis doesn't come when I call it.
-Mypenis likes to crawl between the legs of guests.
-If Mypenis begs at the dinner table, I just tell it to LAY DOWN!
-I love giving Mypenis a bath, but Mypenis doesn't like cold water.
-At night, I like to snuggle with Mypenis.
-Mypenis likes it when people pet him.
-Mypenis needs to get more exercise. He weighs over fifty pounds!
-Playing with Mypenis really wears me out.
-Would you like to see a picture of Mypenis?
-Sometimes I wake up, and Mypenis is already active.
-I think Mypenis has a mind of its own.
-I keep a picture of Mypenis in my wallet.
-Whenever I get lost, Mypenis points me in the right direction.
-I think Mypenis is getting old because he won't get excited anymore.
He just plays dead.
-Mypenis got out last night. I think he's sleeping with the lady next door.
-HELP! Mypenis is lost...can you help me find him?
-Sorry to be driving slow officer, but I was looking for Mypenis.
-Sorry to be driving so fast, officer. I have to take Mypenis to the hospital.
-Mypenis got fleas from the neighbors dog.
-Anytime Mypenis gets too excited, I just scratch him behind the head.
-Please do not feed Mypenis table scraps!
-Do you think you could feed Mypenis while I'm on vacation?
-I have a cat that plays very well with Mypenis.
-When I take Mypenis for a ride in the car, I roll down the window so it can
hang it's head out
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
~WILL THEY EVER REALIZE~
She sits all alone, in the dark of the night;
wishing that she could, crawl away and die.
She's endured too much heartache, so many tear's she's cried;
spun from their black web, of tangled truths and lies.
No one hears her shouting, no one knows she cries;
for she's learnt at a young age, to wear a false disguise.
So in the corner of her room, she sits there paralyzed;
Do they know that they were wrong, will they ever realize?
She sits all alone, in the dark of the night;
wishing that she could, crawl away and die.
She's endured too much heartache, so many tear's she's cried;
spun from their black web, of tangled truths and lies.
No one hears her shouting, no one knows she cries;
for she's learnt at a young age, to wear a false disguise.
So in the corner of her room, she sits there paralyzed;
Do they know that they were wrong, will they ever realize?
“A heart ripped apart.”
Hights of expectation have no limits when the spirit is free,
limitless was my hearts desire that used to beat inside of me.
Dreams are the catalyst of the future of life,
dreams of love, happiness and without the cut of the knife.
Peace of the heart is a treasure not linked with the past,
but all these things for me now, will not last.
The blood of life courses through this heart of mine so small,
the being that I am, this heart will now see me fall.
My heart was once filled with love and did thrive,
and it is here that my dreams were so much alive.
Now, with every beat, my heart only feels pain,
as those hopes and dreams now break under the strain.
Inside a breast that outwardly shows pride,
yet inside, such a pain it now does hide.
Blood runs down to my knees as my heart
is ripped from my breast,
only to live as the dead, suffer eternal torment
up to and beyond my death.
Eyes that are sightless and lips that have turned cold,
arms that are now empty and do not want to grow old.
Acedia
The waning Winter light, candles and their ever-long human shapes (Mirrored- hollowed.).
The season is the beast I am weaker than that sharpens it's talons.
Thoughts pull me apart so very delicately.
I am awash in memories and decay- rage collapsing inwards.
Unfurled by all the hours, the reprise of sleep.
The ebbing tears with the side-cast face in the falling snow.
This forced exposure,
this air in my lungs, this knowledge, this sight, this want, this movement, this love...
Stop them.
Leave me here... . -Lance Binkle
The waning Winter light, candles and their ever-long human shapes (Mirrored- hollowed.).
The season is the beast I am weaker than that sharpens it's talons.
Thoughts pull me apart so very delicately.
I am awash in memories and decay- rage collapsing inwards.
Unfurled by all the hours, the reprise of sleep.
The ebbing tears with the side-cast face in the falling snow.
This forced exposure,
this air in my lungs, this knowledge, this sight, this want, this movement, this love...
Stop them.
Leave me here... . -Lance Binkle
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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