Over the River and Through the Woods to HotDog City I go (haiku)
The spell is broken
I now go kill the Dragon
You, wait here for me
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
The spell is broken
I now go kill the Dragon
You, wait here for me
Labels: haiku
3 comments:
Give 'em hell, Steakbellie.
SHOW NO MERCY.
Through the ramparts we'll watch...
In this post, our hero discreetly tells us he broke the duce.
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