This is based on a song my old cellmate taught me:
I got them blues
Jailhouse blues
Been blogging 'bout it long enough you see!
I got them hues
Blue jail hues
Spurting from my penis as I pee!
My old cellmate had a medical problem that went undiagnosed by the prison medical staff. Ignoring whatever was going on with his bladder/urinary tract is quite possibly what could have led to his untimely death.
He was a loving man, at least as I knew him (he murdered his wife and two children with a tuning fork). I hope old Smurf-Piss Bart is up there somewhere, smiling as a single droplet of blue falls from his member, landing upon the forehead of a blessed man here on earth.
You hear that, you old bastard? I'm pouring out this bottle of Midnight Thunder Powerade for you, man.
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