On top of old Smoky
All covered with sand
I shot my true love
with a red rubber band
I shot her with care
I shot her with pride
Who could have missed her,
She was forty feet wide
I went to her funeral
I went to her grave
While the others threw flowers
I through hand grenades.
-Trent Eades, These were learned while I was in [...]
Fatty, fatty, two-by-four,
couldn’t get through the bathroom door,
so he did it on the floor,
licked it up and did it some more!
Oklahoma City, circa 1989.
Smokey the Bear,
You better comb your hair,
Or people come along
And strip you bare.
Have a beer,
Or kiss my rear!
Hey Smokey the Bear
You better comb your hair,
Or put on a hat,
Cause you look so fat…
And chubby,
And chubby,
And chu-u-u-ubby!
-Andy Faust
