Tuesday, November 29, 2005

The stabbing bachelor - roppidy reas

Skin tires 1

Roppidy reas roppidy rar, he’ll run you over in his car.
With your hair he’ll light his fires;
and your skin he’ll use for tires.

7 comments:

MHN for short said...

ooo, gross. first reaction.

Sniffy said...

Yesssssss.... this is class stalking/murder. I like this guy!

funny thing said...

Are you actually allowed to be out on your own? Do you wear a tag?

Don't visit me, I'll be busy....

Spirit Of Owl said...

He's been unfairly labelled, this fellah. He hardly ever stabs, for one. And frankly I'm beginning to doubt his bachelor status.

Herge Smith said...

Once again Owl makes a smart observation - as for the stabbing, hold on - as for the bachelor - check out the A poem - the very first one.

He is a bachelor.

Chicka said...

Enough with the poetry. Make with the Freakin' Elf Shorts already.

You gotta have them by now. (Or are you saving it as a Christmas surprise? Don't you know they just keep passing that fruitcake around? No one REALLY likes fruitcake.)

Rowan said...

and grind your bones to make your bread!