An Ode to FunkyChicken

Pepe LeFrits

FunkyChicken, handsome player of Games,
Son of Saint Michaels,
We cheer, can of beer in hand,
You legend, of south Dublin paradise.
Thy impressive skills re-unite
What the newbs have divided
Uggos become happy to be alive
Where thy drunken leer lands.

Be glad, everyone!
This hero to the entire world!
Dudes - in this land
A great hero must dwell.
Whoever has had the great fortune,
To be FunkyChicken's friend,
Whoever has felt the love of a FunkyChicken,
Add to her our jubiliation!
Indeed, whoever can call out his #
Their joy is on to his own.
And this part I cannot figure out what to do with,
Leaving a circle tearfully or something.

So it goes on for a while,
An Ode to FunkyChicken.

The end.

Pepe LeFrits

Friend, that was beautiful.

Pepe LeFrits

Clairey,

Antagonizing pleasure
Placed upon your lips
Where dreams come true
In just one sort of special kiss!

Sharing an afternoon of ecstasy
Closing the door on reality
Not even the thickest slab of cadburys
Could melt the lust you feel inside!

You shed your fears faster than your clothes
The anticipation begins to unfold
Your heart begins to pound faster
As I come closer

Just one look from my eyes
And you become hypnotized
A river of sins, to which you concede
Just one special kind of kiss, caused the undoing of you!

Your lips gently pressed against it
A silent submission of your tongue
Your mouth tenderly pressed against it
Your voice trembles as you start to explore

Electric shocks as you tongue it
An erotic dance of passing time
Your heart's racing as fast as Old Lucky Joe in the 3.30 at Aintree
Your body's craving for something more!

Starving and Craving
For an evening
Of erotic bliss
Where dreams come true
In Just One Sort of Special Kiss.

Genghiz Cohen

In before the lock, YORE MA!

Pepe LeFrits

Short, but sweet.

Overheal

Boring. Quad-Post FTL.

Heisenberg.

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Pepe LeFrits

Overheal wrote: »

Boring. Quad-Post FTL.

I think you'll find Genghiz Cohen interrupted that sequence.