jimbob200521
Diamond Member
Here we sit, several sheets to the wind,
A case of beer, with sight in end,
A lonely fat man, stands as he mumbles,
His big protruding gut tips him as he stumbles.
He looks me in the eye and says, "Get me another!"
He looks at me trustfully as if I'm his brother.
He stumbles to the wall, man he's a fat a$$,
He tries to play it cool, holding a frosted glass.
I return to my chair, sitting as I hunched,
Thinking I'll soon see what he had for lunch.
I think to myself, this guy is a nut,
He'll either puke, or store it in his big round gut.
Now I say this, for it is no lie,
I must now tend to this fat guy,
For it is the end of this post young one,
We however, are far, far from done.
Coors Light FTW!!!
-By BoB & Jim
A case of beer, with sight in end,
A lonely fat man, stands as he mumbles,
His big protruding gut tips him as he stumbles.
He looks me in the eye and says, "Get me another!"
He looks at me trustfully as if I'm his brother.
He stumbles to the wall, man he's a fat a$$,
He tries to play it cool, holding a frosted glass.
I return to my chair, sitting as I hunched,
Thinking I'll soon see what he had for lunch.
I think to myself, this guy is a nut,
He'll either puke, or store it in his big round gut.
Now I say this, for it is no lie,
I must now tend to this fat guy,
For it is the end of this post young one,
We however, are far, far from done.
Coors Light FTW!!!
-By BoB & Jim
