Published on May 13, 2004 By gothic impulse In Humor
For hours we searched last night
Looking everywhere for her bumhole
We thouroughly searched her site
And comments from every soul

We couldn't find it anywhere
WE searched high and low
On our knees under THAT chair
wondering where could it go

How can it be so hard to find
The pervs saw it straight away
This is eating at her mind
For it is a word she doesn't say

I give up, there is no hope
But what is she to do
How is she gonna cope
When she needs to do a poo

To Mig in laughter. Sorry it sucks I just woke up.
BTW for those who are blind ...I'm not a poet

Jess

Comments
on May 13, 2004
I am sure you aren't the first to think about Mig's bottom so extensively Jess!!!

nice poem!!!

BAM!!!
on May 13, 2004
oh jess.

roflmfao until crying.

i can think of worse ways to spend an evening, can't you ?.

my parents were visiting last night. they wanted to see my blog and were instead treated to a most unladylike display of me just honking with laughter over my thread about BUMHOLES and DOG SEX !!!

oh no, jess ... i said it in your blog now ... that means, if my theory is correct, the fido fanciers will start driving your article entitled "ode to migs' BUMHOLE" to the top of your articles list, where it will remain for the rest of your blogging career. for ALL to see.

mig ... the dog sex lady with a lost bumhole.

result.

lmfao ... mig XX

... and as for YOU ... *pokes muggaz in chest* ... stand aside, sonny. there's men's work to be done here ...

shazam ?

mig XX

hah ! look at me go, i am on fire toooday. better go lie down before i over-excite myself.
on May 14, 2004
That's the first time I've seen a farce
Wrtten about someone's arse