Speaking of Ms. Hilton I had a dream the other night that I had Sex with her. It was a nightmare!! The dream was mostly about afterward, when I realized that there was about a 99.9 percent chance that I had contracted one or more Sexually Transmitted Diseases from her, and wondering how I was going to tell my wife...
True Story!
This is a shirt I saw on a guy at the Ice Cream Shop where I used to work. It Read:
Haikus are Easy,
But Sometimes they make no sense.
Refrigerator.
But Sometimes they make no sense.
Refrigerator.
Here is the (redundant) Daily Haiku for The Day:
I type Quite Slowly,
Barenaked Ladies' Songs Rock!
This Haiku is Done.
Barenaked Ladies' Songs Rock!
This Haiku is Done.
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