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#11 - captainfuckitall ONLINE (02/23/2013) [+] (8 replies)
Once upon a midnight party, while I downed six shots Barcardi, Over many a skant and crazy women of campus lore, While I flirted, nearly banging, suddenly there came a nagging, As of some one gently hanging, hanging 'round my chamber door. `'Tis some freshman,' I muttered, `hanging 'round my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I recall it was in the dancing hall, And each separate slutty hoe strutted her moves upon the floor. Eagerly I began to shred; - hoping I, at least, could bed A bitch without a slice of dread - dread from my girlfriend Lenore - For the cold and bossy bitch whom her mothers name she bore - Would crush my balls for evermore.

And the silken skin of women showed itself in boyhood vision Aroused me – espoused me with fantastic boners never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my meat, I stood repeating `'Tis some honey busting moves down the dance floor -
Some horny honey busting moves on the dance floor; - This it is, now I can score,'

Presently my wood grew stronger; boldness then enticed the longer, `Babe,' said I, `or honey, truly your booty I implore; But the fact is I was jagging, and in Bentley's you came banging, And so boldly you came swagging, swagging on the dance floor, That I was sure you'd break your groove' - here I tapped and spun my score; - Ms.Franklin there, I'm done for.

Deep into her eyes then peering, long I stood there floundering, jeering, pouting, thinking thoughts no student ever dared to think before; To her breasts I gave attention, and Ms.Franklin gave no mention, The only way to ease the tension were the boldest words, `Let's score!' This I uttered, and a freshman sputtered back the words, `LET'S SCORE!' By this time my balls were sore.
#2 - mspaintpro ONLINE (02/23/2013) [-]
Here's the non-faggot version.
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#6 to #5 - imonamouse (02/23/2013) [-]
how the **** would you not know about edgar allen poe's The Raven

on a side note, I feel i must mention that my Captcha code = 626
#20 - ZeGerman ONLINE (02/23/2013) [-]
#19 - specialeddie (02/23/2013) [-]
what about Edgar Allan Crow?
#7 - qun (02/23/2013) [-]
User avatar #9 - neokun ONLINE (02/23/2013) [-]
Would you rather...

Have a crow companion, who would help you in every way he can (spying, stealing an object etc.)

Be able to go invisible for 10 seconds with a minute cool down.
User avatar #10 - docxy (02/23/2013) [-]
once upon a midnight dreary
i gazed through the net. weak and weary
i came across a post. a post that kept perverting a lore
the post of foreign origin, origins made in days of yore
i sat, befuddled by by my thoughts, thoughts that won't stop ranting.
"must i keep seeing this image" i went rapping
the image of a raven who quoth "nevermore"
can i see something, something that we've seen never before?
why must it be a raven, the raven who taps on a chamber door?
... i just want to see it ... nevermore
how much longer ... must we see the raven more?

quoth eternity "forevermore"
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