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November 30, 2004
The “Ode to that one Paris Hilton video I downloaded” poem
O Darkness!
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Comment by zombyboy on 11/30 @ 7:01 pm #
Tears. Tears, man.
That was beautiful.
Comment by Scott P on 11/30 @ 7:30 pm #
I hate the night vision scenes, too.
Though I like the way you put it much better.
Comment by Diana on 11/30 @ 7:49 pm #
It’s called S.R.S.
Comment by Sticky B on 11/30 @ 8:07 pm #
I don’t guess I ever realised just how much ass a poem could kick.
Comment by Daniel on 11/30 @ 9:53 pm #
Miss Paris is a complete and total ho but didya notice she’s really not that good in bed. She just laid there like a lox while the guy reamed her from every direction. Only once did she hop on top of him but then started to complain that she was tired after about three seconds.
Despite all that, it was still fun to watch.
Comment by NukemHill on 12/1 @ 9:58 pm #
Links, man! Links!
Comment by Episode List on 10/30 @ 12:06 pm #
Of course, what a brilliant site and informative posts, I will bookmark this website? Regards, Reader.