Not Without My Grissle!

Not Without My Grissle!

A Poem by theManInPants'LoveSlave
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A tall tale 'bout me and Griss's adventures in France

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.........And with one wry glance....we burst into DANCE!!  But then she began to quiver and puke up her liver.... While I stood there drinking a dark chocolate malt I saw someone assault Dear Little Grissle...her love like a missle that shoots me in the HEART and makes me want to fart! So then a crowd gathered to see Grissle get slathered!! But then the crowd started to chant and whistle:GRISSLE GRISSLE!! GRISSLE!! GRISSLE!!   And to my surprise..Griss sang with her eyes...a song by a Jew named Matisyahu. The song that she sang...made the crowd bang her face into the wall so I started to bawl. I fell to my knees and shouted out "JEEZ!!! YOU PEOPLE ARE DEMENTED!! AND YOU SMELL JUST LIKE YOU'RE FERMENTED JUST  LIKE AN AGED CHEESE I CAN SLICE YOU WITH EASE!! IF YOU MESS WITH MY DAUGHTER YOU'RE GONNA GET SLAUGHTERED!!!"       And then the crowd scattered and left Grissle battered....like a carnival food..those French are so rude! Then something caught my eye! It was up in the sky. It was that awful Man In Pants! Back & Hovering Thru France!! And when he landed.... I quickly branded My NAME in HIS head...and left the b*****d red! But then his eyes began to water and frighten my little daughter. So I kicked him in the groin and tossed him a coin. I shouted: "CALL SOMEONE WHO CARES!!! BEFORE I KICK YOU DOWN THE STAIRS!!" He shouted out "Whoa!" and I shouted back "GO!!!".... But he was too slow.... .... So I pulled out my mace...and shot him in his face! Then he began to wail and  I screamed out "TAKE HIM TO JAIL!!!!" The French Fuzz asked "Why?" So I quickly made up a lie. "He INSISTED I be Topless!! You must make him Stop this!!" So then they shackled his limbs...and threw him in the pin!  They took him away.and it totally made our day        Then me and Grissle went to find a house to rent! We found a fancy shack and it was filled with CRACK!! So we made an appointment to meet  a crack dealer on the street. He told us to slang our goods to his homies in the hoods.... But the crack we sold was WACK! and they wanted their money back!  But we said "TOO BAD!! We spent your money on pads!! BUTT RAGS!!!"  So the Homies started to Riot until Grissle screamed out "QUIET!!!" Then da Homies pulled out their guns and demanded their funds. I screamed out  "NO WAY!!" Then they took Grissle AWAY! To where I don't know ... ... ... maybe Mexico

© 2008 theManInPants'LoveSlave


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