Discussion Groups / English Usage / March 2008

This is a story 'bout a boy named Chuck,
A fat-faced little chipmunk that the boys all like to f.ck;
He gargled lots of samples and never spilt a drop,
He liked it on the bottom but showed talent on the top.
Ten, nine, Chucky?  Deep knee bends...

When Chuck was just a lad his momma dropped him on his head
She tossed him in the trashcan 'cause she thought her boy was dead;
But then she heard him whining and making such a fuss
That she pulled him from the can and shoved a dildo up his butt.
Ten, nine, Chucky?  Huge insertions...

At the tender age of five Chuck became a big fat queer,
He soon contracted AIDS sucking cock down at the pier.
Horny sailors came from near and far to see this lad perform,
They shot hot loads into his face and shipped him to Iran.
Camel jockeys?  Down and dirty...

It was over in the desert Chucky really got it bad,
Doctors looked down his pants where they found a thousand scabs;
The medical profession, aghast at what they found
Put Chucky on a camel and they shied him outa town.
Alone with your camel?  Hot and thirsty...

Well the last time they saw him his a.s was full o' puss;
Poor little Chucky really was a gloomy gus.
He couldn't ride the camel, so he got upon a bus,
Which took him to a place that I'd rather not discuss.
Bye, bye, Chucky...

Now ten years later Chucky's living on a farm,
Out in the desert where he can't do any harm;
There's fences all around the place to keep this young lad in;
Where people with machine guns watch him with a grin.
Area fifty-one, Chucky?  Bio hazard...  Boobyhatch.