Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Stackhouse the Poet Finds Out He's On HCwDB: A Poem in Three Stanzas

I title this poem, “The Swellery”:

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So I guess I finally made it to the big leagues when it comes to envy. Apparently f*cking hot bitches, being educated on the topic of mythology (Religion, & the magic man in the sky), being disgusted by Fat F*cks, and steady keeping it jacked & tan is D-bag worthy. I love it, bask in the rays of my spiked hair, while i…m out crushin puss & taking names. GET SOME
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Pounding beers, and watching football. Waiting for more victims of my cream pie to post shit about me on the web. The game ends early and my under age jumpoffs fall asleep early too. I need some amusement, help me out who-bags

“How is this guy still alive? And why do I have to keep seeing him? Seriously, enough already.” Answer: Im still alive cause my dicks big, my tans fresh, my face looks nice, and people like to be around me….prob, the same reason why Im featured on websites with girls I f*ck and ur not. Get use to it cheif, its Amer…ica, and cowards with morals line up DFL, when I checked last…GET SOME
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Will I am a D-bag, I usually don’t care about grammar, but when it comes to the word crushing before the word pussy, I have to edit. One of my few morals. Back to the grind, work, tanning, the swellery, crushing pussy. Its gonna be a good year. Get Some
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# posted by douchebag1

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