Thursday, April 06, 2006

Laugh, but only till your spleen falls out.


Touring the net is like spitting in your food then feeding it to a loved one. It only happens on Tuesday's. I decided to search for different ideas as to ways that I could get revenge on my loved ones for toilet training me at such a your age. 15. Why? Why do they put me through this? Maybe I should move to Iraq and start my very own fundamentalist Muslim group. I'll call it Al-Pottitrained Kazim.

Dan

(verse 1)
My little brother's name is Dan
He was born with over size sweat gland
My mother saw him and cried
The said "Doctor please,
Put him back inside"
(Chorus)
He sleep walks nude every night
gives my friends a big fright,
when he wears a tent, it's to tight,
He's so ugly he makes blind kids cry.
Poor little Dan
He's got ten fingers on one hand
an overactive sweat gland,
the government moved halloween to his birthday
(Verse 2)
By the time he was in grade two
the other kids said he smelt like baby poo
fungus grows on his butt
and every time he jumps,
he always seems to get stuck
(chorus)
(Verse 3)
My little brothers name is dan
Now he's an old and a bitter man
he changed his name
then he had a sex change
so now people call him Babara Streisand
(Chorus followed by hooting, holloring and the slaying of the Bert Newton)