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#1
a girl just posted this on facebook:

you can buy your hair if it won't grow
you can fix your nose if he says so
you can buy all the make-up that MAC can make
but if...
you van't look inside you
find out who am i too
be in a position to make me feel so
damn unpretty!


note that we don't speak english here, so that's kinda in her defense. though, why did she write it in english when she isn't capable of doing it properly. she also isn't one of those slutty girls who has a new boyfriend every week and in between claims all men are assholes. she's short, pretty fat but already has a boyfriend of like 3 years.

post silly poems
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That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



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#2
Roses are red
Violets are blue
This thread is awful
And so are you
Check out my band Disturbed
#3
Quote by Drakathan
a girl just posted this on facebook:

you can buy your hair if it won't grow
you can fix your nose if he says so
you can buy all the make-up that MAC can make
but if...
you van't look inside you
find out who am i too
be in a position to make me feel so
damn unpretty!


note that we don't speak english here, so that's kinda in her defense. though, why did she write it in english when she isn't capable of doing it properly. she also isn't one of those slutty girls who has a new boyfriend every week and in between claims all men are assholes. she's short, pretty fat but already has a boyfriend of like 3 years.

post silly poems


That's a Glee mashup song brah.

Pretty good song as well. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-RbPVUzDlU
#4
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I've got a knife
Now getting the fuckin' van

Works like a charm
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btw im in hs and im almost 18 so if u do think she was flirting with me dont say that its wrong im almost a grown man.




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#5
Quote by StewieSwan
Roses are red
Violets are blue
This thread is awful
And so are you

violets are not blue.
they are violet. hence the name.
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That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



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Yes! ****ing Yes! YOU LEGEND!!!
#8
Roses are red
Violets are blue
When I saw your face
I wanted to spew
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You sir, are a giant c*** and you finger will forever haunt my dreams.


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Coco-Loco is the finest bit of meat on the butcher block.
#11
Quote by Drakathan
violets are not blue.
they are violet. hence the name.

/troll

Would you like to have some reds?

*hands over apple*
#13
See sig. I lol'd quite a lot
I fell asleep on my arm once, scariest thing that ever happened to me. I thought it was kill.
#16
roses are red,
violets are blue.
let me describe this thread,
with a little haiku

what were you thinking?
this thread is really bad and,
you should feel bad, too.
There's no such thing; there never was. Where I am going you cannot follow me now.
#17
Quote by NakedInTheRain
roses are red
violets are blue
you're a cunt
and i hope you die


All of these were funny but this takes the price
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Quote by WCPhils
That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



Quote by KnightBand
Yes! ****ing Yes! YOU LEGEND!!!
#18
Quote by theogonia777
roses are red,
violets are blue.
let me describe this thread,
with a little haiku

what were you thinking?
this thread is really bad and,
you should feel bad, too.



X2 SCORE
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#20
Quote by Ian_the_fox
You're not girly enough of a boy for me, and you're not man enough to take the top. So like, sorry bitch but you ain't mine! Sorry.
#21
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs,
Or else forget the purpose of the night,
Forget their tea -- forget their appetite.
See with cross'd arms they sit -- ah! happy crew,
The fire is going out and no one rings
For coals, and therefore no coals Betty brings.
A fly is in the milk-pot -- must he die
By a humane society?
No, no; there Mr. Werter takes his spoon,
Inserts it, dips the handle, and lo! soon
The little straggler, sav'd from perils dark,
Across the teaboard draws a long wet mark.
Arise! take snuffers by the handle,
There's a large cauliflower in each candle.
A winding-sheet, ah me! I must away
To No. 7, just beyond the circus gay.
'Alas, my friend! your coat sits very well;
Where may your tailor live?' 'I may not tell.
O pardon me -- I'm absent now and then.
Where might my tailor live? I say again
I cannot tell, let me no more be teaz'd --
He lives in Wapping, might live where he pleas'd.'

Written by some fag called John Keats.
Quote by Vornik
Thanks for the advice. I'm going to put it, along with your other advice, into a book, the pages of which I will then use to wipe my ass.
#22
Quote by dann_blood
Written by some fag called John Keats.


What a pretentious emo douche
Quote by Ian_the_fox
You're not girly enough of a boy for me, and you're not man enough to take the top. So like, sorry bitch but you ain't mine! Sorry.
#23
Quote by dann_blood
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs,
Or else forget the purpose of the night,
Forget their tea -- forget their appetite.
See with cross'd arms they sit -- ah! happy crew,
The fire is going out and no one rings
For coals, and therefore no coals Betty brings.
A fly is in the milk-pot -- must he die
By a humane society?
No, no; there Mr. Werter takes his spoon,
Inserts it, dips the handle, and lo! soon
The little straggler, sav'd from perils dark,
Across the teaboard draws a long wet mark.
Arise! take snuffers by the handle,
There's a large cauliflower in each candle.
A winding-sheet, ah me! I must away
To No. 7, just beyond the circus gay.
'Alas, my friend! your coat sits very well;
Where may your tailor live?' 'I may not tell.
O pardon me -- I'm absent now and then.
Where might my tailor live? I say again
I cannot tell, let me no more be teaz'd --
He lives in Wapping, might live where he pleas'd.'

Written by some fag called John Keats.

I couldn't even be bothered to read past the first line
Quote by goest
^Absolute. Uncompromising. 100% pure, fresh. Solid. Gold.

Quote by WCPhils
That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



Quote by KnightBand
Yes! ****ing Yes! YOU LEGEND!!!
#24
Roses are red
Violets are blue
The beast in my pants
Is ready for you

Quote by Drakathan

All of these were funny but this takes the price

Agreed
#25
Roses are grey,
Violets are grey,
Everything's grey,
I'm a dog.
dirtbag ballet by the bins down the alley
as i walk through the chalet of the shadow of death
everything that you've come to expect


#26
Quote by Weaponized
Roses are red
Violets are violet
you're kinda fat
go on a diet

Did you write this yourself?

It's brilliant.
#27
Quote by fail
What a pretentious emo douche

No. You're wrong.

He's obviously a hipster.

Quote by Drakathan
I couldn't even be bothered to read past the first line

What about this?

Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
Away with old Hock and madeira,
Too earthly ye are for my sport;
There's a beverage brighter and clearer.
Instead of a piriful rummer,
My wine overbrims a whole summer;
My bowl is the sky,
And I drink at my eye,
Till I feel in the brain
A Delphian pain -
Then follow, my Caius! then follow:
On the green of the hill
We will drink our fill
Of golden sunshine,
Till our brains intertwine
With the glory and grace of Apollo!
God of the Meridian,
And of the East and West,
To thee my soul is flown,
And my body is earthward press'd. -
It is an awful mission,
A terrible division;
And leaves a gulph austere
To be fill'd with worldly fear.
Aye, when the soul is fled
To high above our head,
Affrighted do we gaze
After its airy maze,
As doth a mother wild,
When her young infant child
Is in an eagle's claws -
And is not this the cause
Of madness? - God of Song,
Thou bearest me along
Through sights I scarce can bear:
O let me, let me share
With the hot lyre and thee,
The staid Philosophy.
Temper my lonely hours,
And let me see thy bowers
More unalarm'd!
Quote by Vornik
Thanks for the advice. I'm going to put it, along with your other advice, into a book, the pages of which I will then use to wipe my ass.
#29
Quote by dann_blood
No. You're wrong.

He's obviously a hipster.


What about this?

Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
Away with old Hock and madeira,
Too earthly ye are for my sport;
There's a beverage brighter and clearer.
Instead of a piriful rummer,
My wine overbrims a whole summer;
My bowl is the sky,
And I drink at my eye,
Till I feel in the brain
A Delphian pain -
Then follow, my Caius! then follow:
On the green of the hill
We will drink our fill
Of golden sunshine,
Till our brains intertwine
With the glory and grace of Apollo!
God of the Meridian,
And of the East and West,
To thee my soul is flown,
And my body is earthward press'd. -
It is an awful mission,
A terrible division;
And leaves a gulph austere
To be fill'd with worldly fear.
Aye, when the soul is fled
To high above our head,
Affrighted do we gaze
After its airy maze,
As doth a mother wild,
When her young infant child
Is in an eagle's claws -
And is not this the cause
Of madness? - God of Song,
Thou bearest me along
Through sights I scarce can bear:
O let me, let me share
With the hot lyre and thee,
The staid Philosophy.
Temper my lonely hours,
And let me see thy bowers
More unalarm'd!

His enter key must be stuck
Quote by goest
^Absolute. Uncompromising. 100% pure, fresh. Solid. Gold.

Quote by WCPhils
That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



Quote by KnightBand
Yes! ****ing Yes! YOU LEGEND!!!
#30
Quote by Drakathan
His enter key must be stuck

wut... but, that doesn't even make any sense?
Quote by Vornik
Thanks for the advice. I'm going to put it, along with your other advice, into a book, the pages of which I will then use to wipe my ass.
#33
Roses are green
Violets are orange
There's a dragon in the kitchen
I'm tripping on acid
Quote by goest
^Absolute. Uncompromising. 100% pure, fresh. Solid. Gold.

Quote by WCPhils
That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



Quote by KnightBand
Yes! ****ing Yes! YOU LEGEND!!!
#36
Quote by Drakathan
His enter key must be stuck


If his enter key was stuck it would look like this:


Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port, Away with old Hock and madeira, Too earthly ye are for my sport; There's a beverage brighter and clearer. Instead of a piriful rummer, My wine overbrims a whole summer; My bowl is the sky, And I drink at my eye, Till I feel in the brain A Delphian pain - Then follow, my Caius! then follow: On the green of the hill We will drink our fill Of golden sunshine, Till our brains intertwine With the glory and grace of Apollo! God of the Meridian, And of the East and West, To thee my soul is flown, And my body is earthward press'd. - It is an awful mission, A terrible division; And leaves a gulph austere To be fill'd with worldly fear. Aye, when the soul is fled To high above our head, Affrighted do we gaze After its airy maze, As doth a mother wild, When her young infant child Is in an eagle's claws - And is not this the cause Of madness? - God of Song, Thou bearest me along Through sights I scarce can bear: O let me, let me share With the hot lyre and thee, The staid Philosophy. Temper my lonely hours, And let me see thy bowers More unalarm'd!
Last edited by soulflyV at Oct 3, 2011,
#37
Roses are read
Violets are blue
hurr durr
asiufoh
Quote by goest
^Absolute. Uncompromising. 100% pure, fresh. Solid. Gold.

Quote by WCPhils
That might be my favorite shoop I have ever seen on here.



Quote by KnightBand
Yes! ****ing Yes! YOU LEGEND!!!
#38
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Still can't remember my place,
Though I am back from the loo.
#39
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I stabbed your mum.
dirtbag ballet by the bins down the alley
as i walk through the chalet of the shadow of death
everything that you've come to expect


#40
Roses are red
They can also be white
Lets get together
And have a great night

Roses are red
They can also be yellow
Lets have sex in this bath
That I filled up with jello

Roses are red
They can also be pink
I'll give you money
If you finger my stink
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