Ted Rall just touched himself. There, he did it again, the sad little pervert.
Ted Rall: I dontt want anybody else…when I think of Michael Moore I touch myself…
YOU DID THIS JUST TO LURE ME.. LURE ME!
I will show you. I will not link this. I am better than that.
Damn you for making me love AND hate you, Jeff! Damn you!
By the time you finished writing that, Laurence, Ted was, er, finished touching himself. If you know what I mean…
Put me out of my misery. Put me into someone else’s misery instead.
Can’t a man floss his teeth in peace? Ted Rall, I mean. Jeez, go back to Plymouth, you Puritan.
See how Ted diddles, lost in his own shortcomings. “Ah, ah, ah, *gasp*, aaaaah.”
Now, even I have to admit that’s sick. Rall Orgasm Haiku.
I’m afraid I already, er, beat you to it, Mamamontezz (see haiku 3).
So you did. But mine had sound effects. Squeaky, high-pitched, girlish sound effects.
“ah, Mommy, *sigh*, Oh!” Whimpers from graphitied stall break the tiled silence.
(sorry, couldn’t resist.)
He touched himself? Well, someone’s gotta do it…
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Ted Rall: I dontt want anybody else…when I think of Michael Moore I touch myself…
YOU DID THIS JUST TO LURE ME.. LURE ME!
I will show you.
I will not link this.
I am better than that.
Damn you for making me love AND hate you, Jeff! Damn you!
By the time you finished writing that, Laurence, Ted was, er, finished touching himself. If you know what I mean…
Put me out of my misery.
Put me into someone else’s misery instead.
Can’t a man floss his teeth in peace? Ted Rall, I mean. Jeez, go back to Plymouth, you Puritan.
See how Ted diddles,
lost in his own shortcomings.
“Ah, ah, ah, *gasp*, aaaaah.”
Now, even I have to admit that’s sick. Rall Orgasm Haiku.
I’m afraid I already, er, beat you to it, Mamamontezz (see haiku 3).
So you did. But mine had sound effects. Squeaky, high-pitched, girlish sound effects.
“ah, Mommy, *sigh*, Oh!”
Whimpers from graphitied stall
break the tiled silence.
(sorry, couldn’t resist.)
He touched himself? Well, someone’s gotta do it…