A limerick to ease us out of Sunday and into the new week.

I find the withdrawal method the best way to end the week and prevent unwanted weekend hangover.

A free loving hard drinking lass Mandy

would go down for a bottle of brandy

would dry hump for white wine

for 6 beers, 69

and a hand job for two pints of shandy.

 

 

 

 

 

Here you go, just a quickie

Reminds me of the joke told by Prince on the Batman album…

Things sure seem different

she swears she’s been true indeed

loves well endowed dwarfs

 

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I didn’t mean to make it about dwarfs, but my drawing went all to shit scale wise so it was either dwarfs or kids hiding in the bushes and I took the less offensive/illegal route.  I mean there are boundaries I wouldn’t cross.  At one point it had the words ‘cavernous vagina’ in there too which was again, wholly unnecessary and rather crass.  Sorry.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes all you need is a limerick.

Well I say that but sometimes you need a lawyer. or penicillin.

Once a chap with some erectile woes

Bad sleep walker as well, as it goes

One night took Viagra pill

down the stairs he did spill

Broke his shoulder, his cock and three toes

 

 

Aah Monday…

As the seasons begin to change you might find yourself in need of a get well soon limerick. Well you might. Maybe.

Oh poor thing heard you snuffling and sneezing

and your chest sounds quite tight and you’re wheezing

so stop smoking, you dick

I don’t care that you’re sick

and not smelling you would be quite pleasing

 

Well okay that was rather rude wasn’t it.  As an ex smoker I do still miss a cigarette from time to time, especially in the winter.  Oddly less so in the summer.  I enjoyed vaping for some time too but eventually got bored of the whole lot and packed it in.  I do miss all the smoke breaks I used to take at work…

 

 

Haiku for you

Aah welcome weekend indeed

Selective smelling

father claims did not realise

baby leaking shit

aaaaaaaaaaaaastink

Aah this takes me back to those selective moments when we first had kids. She would apparently not hear the middle of the night crying and I in turn would seldom realise that a nappy had just been filled. Must have been her motherly super senses I reckon that she just noticed first.

What Teddy saw. 6.

The one where he gets fisted by Ken.

Part 1 Part2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Oh.  My.  God.  Today was so damned hot.

That kid from next door came over for a play date and he was so much fun.  Have I not mentioned him before?  Oh he is one of my favourites.  He’s the sort they think just needs to take his medication and to play with other normal kids to help him with his behavioural issues.

Trust me when I tell you he there is no helping him and one day he will appear on your television screens and you will be warned that he could be hiding in your out house, trouserless, and there will probably be an octogenarian on there shaking whilst she describes what he did to her cat when he was meant to be cleaning her gutters.

No, no, before you jump to conclusions I am not hot for him nor what he will likely do to animals one day but damn, that freaky little miscreant knows how to make us toys play doctor and nurse.

As soon as he was alone he made Barbie give up what I’ve been itching to taste ever since she got that new two piece and I was barely done buffing her smooth parts and he had the Lego Princess Leia give me an internal examination the likes of which a bear like me only dreams about.

I can see why Jabba liked to keep her on a short leash if you know what I mean.

I will even admit that by the he had Ken out of his boxers I was game for anything and as lacking as he might be south of the border anatomically he more than made up for it with those tightly balled fists of his.

God I cannot wait until they have him round again…

Haiku Tuesday !

The one where the fat bloke danced naked and made another man feel rather unwell.

Exhibitionist

and a great lover of pies

vomit inducing

 

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I think perhaps the picture came first well before the haiku.  I don’t know why I chose to draw that, perhaps it is some sort of repressed angst.  Maybe I just find the idea funny.  Maybe I just happened to draw a fat bloke with a big set of balls and a curiously positioned penis.  I don’t know.  I do know that it made that other fellow decidedly queasy to the point of throwing up.

Probably a true story.

 

Seems to be Wednesday suddenly. Well I never.

Better do a limerick then hadn’t I.

A poor chap with a weak constitution

spent much time on his daily ablutions

he would wipe, scrub and clean

’till his bottom did gleam

and was free from unsightly pollutions

 

 

 

 

 

Haiku Tuesday !

Which is mostly the same as all the other days of the week to be honest.

I have a list you know

and crave the apocolypse

I know who I’d eat

Ooh that was a bit dark wasn’t it. Okay so I wouldn’t go eating people willy nilly this is worse case scenario you know. All the tinned goods would need to be gone and I would probably have even eating some of the dry cat food and the stuff at the back of the cupboard that is well past it’s use by date. Not the wet cat food though – god no thanks I would rather munch on one of the neighbours before I eat that. Makes me gag at the thought.

Anyway, I’m sure it won’t come to that…