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re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by Winston Cup
on 1/29/23 at 10:44 pm to OWLFAN86

Never seen festus melt down so hard
The sports book app must have taken him for a trip to orange beach or wherever you people go
The sports book app must have taken him for a trip to orange beach or wherever you people go
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re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by LSU Coyote on 1/29/23 at 10:58 pm to OWLFAN86
Ah stfu
Fckk the nfl and drew brees
Fckk the nfl and drew brees
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by Walter E Kurtz
on 1/29/23 at 11:22 pm to Winston Cup

Texas State could’ve hosted a super regional. Sorry for your loss.
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by TexasTiger33
on 1/30/23 at 12:19 am to OWLFAN86

void
This post was edited on 1/30 at 11:04 am
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by fr33manator
on 1/30/23 at 12:23 am to TexasTiger33


Lemon water
Writing something silly
Writing something silly
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by HoboDickCheese
on 1/30/23 at 12:52 am to fr33manator

Doing some paperwork off the clock, I’m not a happy camper right now. LNS was red pepper hummus
quote:can I get a taste?
Writing something silly
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by fr33manator
on 1/30/23 at 12:59 am to HoboDickCheese


Seamus McCready
Well Seamus McCready,
Was nigh upon 80,
A widower three times and more,
He was long in the tooth,
And he sat in his booth,
At the pub, where he smoked, drank and swore,
He'd make amorous passes,
At all the young lasses,
Pinch their bottoms when he got the itch,
But they laughed at his jokes,
And put up with his pokes,
Cause you see, old man Seamus was rich,
All his lecherous offers,
Would fill up their coffers,
So they'd giggle and sit on his knee,
Though his jokes weren't that funny,
They still liked his money,
Most of all, greedy Sarah McPhee,
So she cooked up a plan,
How to fleece the old man,
Get him good and drunk, then lead him home,
And while old Seamus slept,
Find the gold that he kept,
And then smother him dead as a stone,
Using all of her wiles,
Pouring drinks all the while,
Whisp'rin wicked things into his ear,
Then they walked down the road,
Hours 'fore the cock crowed,
To his house as he groped at her rear,
As she pondered her plot,
Taken notice, she'd not,
As he swallowed a little blue pill,
Then she took off her skirt,
Thinking it wouldn't hurt,
To give Seamus one last little thrill,
Well Seamus McCready,
Was nigh upon 80,
A widower three times and more,
He was long in the tooth,
And he sat in his booth,
At the pub, where he smoked, drank and swore,
He'd make amorous passes,
At all the young lasses,
Pinch their bottoms when he got the itch,
But they laughed at his jokes,
And put up with his pokes,
Cause you see, old man Seamus was rich,
All his lecherous offers,
Would fill up their coffers,
So they'd giggle and sit on his knee,
Though his jokes weren't that funny,
They still liked his money,
Most of all, greedy Sarah McPhee,
So she cooked up a plan,
How to fleece the old man,
Get him good and drunk, then lead him home,
And while old Seamus slept,
Find the gold that he kept,
And then smother him dead as a stone,
Using all of her wiles,
Pouring drinks all the while,
Whisp'rin wicked things into his ear,
Then they walked down the road,
Hours 'fore the cock crowed,
To his house as he groped at her rear,
As she pondered her plot,
Taken notice, she'd not,
As he swallowed a little blue pill,
Then she took off her skirt,
Thinking it wouldn't hurt,
To give Seamus one last little thrill,
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by HoboDickCheese
on 1/30/23 at 1:05 am to fr33manator

Good shite as always, you deserve a book deal of some sort
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by fr33manator
on 1/30/23 at 1:06 am to HoboDickCheese


Working on the ending now. It's read in the accent of an old Irish man. I'll post it in a bit
re: LNST Burrows got nothing to doPosted by fr33manator
on 1/30/23 at 1:28 am to HoboDickCheese


So with much vim and vigor,
(Much more than she'd figured)
Old man Seamus he leapt at his chance,
With a rude, rutting rage,
Of a man half his age,
Thrice and more did the waltz of no pants,
With great gusto and gruntin,
He humped at her front end,
On and on 'til they'd broken the bed,
Then one final release,
And he rested in peace,
For old Seamus McCready lay dead,
And his wake was a sight,
Something wasn't quite right,,
The folks round there still speak of it often,
Though a stiff he was then,
Wore a shit-eating grin,
And they never could quite close the coffin.
Miss McPhee found no money,
Though she walked mighty funny,
But Seamus, he had the last chuckle,
For she passes his tomb,
With his seed in her womb,
As her belly grows tight at the buckle,
Well the lesson is clear,
Greedy Sarah learned dear,
Give your quim to old men at your peril,
A gun ancient as rust,
You would think it shoots dust,
But there still might be one in the barrel.
(Much more than she'd figured)
Old man Seamus he leapt at his chance,
With a rude, rutting rage,
Of a man half his age,
Thrice and more did the waltz of no pants,
With great gusto and gruntin,
He humped at her front end,
On and on 'til they'd broken the bed,
Then one final release,
And he rested in peace,
For old Seamus McCready lay dead,
And his wake was a sight,
Something wasn't quite right,,
The folks round there still speak of it often,
Though a stiff he was then,
Wore a shit-eating grin,
And they never could quite close the coffin.
Miss McPhee found no money,
Though she walked mighty funny,
But Seamus, he had the last chuckle,
For she passes his tomb,
With his seed in her womb,
As her belly grows tight at the buckle,
Well the lesson is clear,
Greedy Sarah learned dear,
Give your quim to old men at your peril,
A gun ancient as rust,
You would think it shoots dust,
But there still might be one in the barrel.
This post was edited on 1/30 at 2:34 am
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