3 Wise Women

I had a sarcastic reply in mind, but I decided discretion was the better part of valor.
 
They needed to stop to ask for directions? I thought it was simple enough to just follow the big-ass star in the sky.
 
Sod discretion.......

They would have got lost.
(Had the map upside down.)
They would have been late.
(Couldn't decide what to wear)
Frightened Mary.
(With tales of 36 hour labour)
Run a finger over the manger.
(Checking for dust)
Hogged the bathroom, preening for the portrait call.
And flirted with the shepherds.
:rolleyes:


[Edited by Myrrdin on 11-30-2000 at 09:23 AM]
 
Could you find three?



(HeHeHeHe..... That comment could get me in so much trouble. Good thing I'm using this fake troll name)
 
Not R Nitelight said:
Could you find three?



(HeHeHeHe..... That comment could get me in so much trouble. Good thing I'm using this fake troll name)

That was the one I was too cowardly to use!
 
Ok first off I rarley get lost I know how to read a map.

am almost always in jeans and a sweater so no problem there.

was only in labor 29 1/2 hours at the longest so no 36 hour tales from me.

could care less about dust, it decorates many of the shelves in my home, it is always welcome. Gives a cozy lived in look ;)

preening I do not do, my hair is in a ponytail and most days I do not put on makeup.

as for flirting with the sheppards. When have I even been known to flirt here??? I do not flirt!!! <jumping back to avoid the lightning on that one>


So can I be the first one found???
 
There were once three wise women

With three pair of tits
They followed a star
Hey, they took a long trip

With three pussies too
A triple treat to all kings
And a queen's worst nightmare
Among trippleing things

But lesbo's were they
In search of the king son
In search of mini-penis
In search of some deviant fun

You see, the future lord king
They knew he would be
They wanted to be the first
To set the boy sexually free

But once they arrived
Confused became the young king
Iny, meany, miny, moe
He thus began to sing

So to this very day
If you're lucky to pick one of three
You say, "iny, meany, miny, moe....
That one right there
I'll take that little whoe."

And then after your choice
When you then get down to business
And those two remaing whores
Are feeling real winless

You just relax and roll your eyes
And say, "sorry, you bitches really suck it"
But that's when they retort back loud and clear

Jesus Christ.... you go on and - fuck it
 
Luscious - You Got It Wrong

Personally, I think they: -

Fucked up the directions
Arrived late at the wrong barn
Couldn't find a baby
Looked at the mess in the stable and left town
Forgot their casserole which went stale
Never brought any gifts in the first place
And then someone ate the stale casserole and died, starting a war that has never stopped.
 
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