The Wife not Discovered

An… inter­est­ing poem, com­posed in Eng­lish by Louis, Kris­ten and Tori.

Die, bitch
May your days be filled with insuf­fer­able pain

It’s not like I ate my sister’s brain
She deserved it, stu­pid horse

I’ve decided to eat her, pass the sauce!
Kris­ten is a Novo­tel

Tori is a Novo­tel as well.
The hotel indus­try is huge

Ebenezer Scrooge
is peg­ging pegs on Josh

There is no ratio­nal expla­na­tion for any of this.

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posted on Monday, November 1st, 2004 at 10:14 am by Josh, filed under Quotations.

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