Round the world and home again

That's the sailor's way

Faster faster, faster faster

There's no earthly way of knowing

Which direction we are going

There's no knowing where we're rowing

Or which way the river's flowing

Is it raining, is it snowing

Is a hurricane a-blowing

Not a speck of light is showing

So the danger must be growing

Are the fires of Hell a-glowing

Is the grisly reaper mowing

Yes, the danger must be growing

For the rowers keep on rowing

And they're certainly not showing

Any signs that they are slowing

Posted by Guest on Mon Nov 21 00:04:25 2011

What has been seen

Cannot be unseen

Posted by Guest on Mon Nov 21 09:36:05 2011

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

WE'RE GOING TO DIE

Posted by CKW (guest) on Mon Nov 21 10:30:00 2011

OH GAWD

A dog tweaking on meth in a carwash isn't normal. But on meth it is.

Posted by Yobles (guest) on Mon Nov 21 14:58:34 2011

The son of Stains the dog.

Posted by Guest on Tue Nov 22 05:58:36 2011

First no cupcakes, now this? Fuck, man...

Posted by Guest on Tue Nov 22 19:45:14 2011