TIL The staff are gross!
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TIL The staff are gross!
In the end it was writ by the victors as all histories are that the mighty Poouroboros was slain by a bottle of Listerine Anti-bacterial Mouthwash.
TIL the P followers are obsessed with Poo. They must be used to throwing it around in the cage P has trapped them in. The first taste of freedom he has allowed them in his reign of terror.
Oh, Apologies. I meant "Freedom".
Mr Del, because he has snow-white teeth,
smiles all the time. If you’re a defendant
in court, when the counsel draws tears,
he smiles: if you’re in grief at the pyre
of pious sons, the lone lorn mother weeping,
he smiles. Whatever it is, wherever it is,
whatever he’s doing, he smiles: he’s got a disease,
neither polite, I would say, nor charming.
So a reminder to you, from me, good Mr Del.
If you were a Sabine or Tiburtine
or a fat Umbrian, or plump Etruscan,
or dark toothy Lanuvian, or from north of the Po,
and I’ll mention my own Veronese too,
or whoever else clean their teeth religiously,
I’d still not want you to smile all the time:
there’s nothing more foolish than foolishly smiling.
Now you’re Spanish: in the country of Spain
what each man pisses, he’s used to brushing
his teeth and red gums with, every morning,
so the fact that your teeth are so polished
just shows you’re the more full of piss.
Pew pew pew!
Ahh the urge to say the unforgivable, to become as catty as Catullus himself is strong. But to prove that I am better than the one that they call Del, I must withstand.
nah, go on, give in
Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo.