RHHF's Children's Story
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EmSeeD |
Date: Tuesday, 29/Sep/09, 1:13 AM | Message # 31 |
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Quote (eboyd) bacon looked at Menace "'cause he looked hard" and he had wood/ so there he remained for an hour or two/ jerking it to the fantasy that he was Menace's boo/ all of a sudden Captain Am-Erik-a arrived/ the hero of this story (as the plot took a nose-dive)/ he smacked bacon in the back of the head/ noticed Aru Navi was touching his bloomage so he said/ "hey little kid, why don't you get some ass/ from a female? i think you'll have a blast"/ the kid replied "no man, i like the dick/ i make Russel bend over and i like to lick"/ so the Captain said "son this gay shit is played/ and you're gonna end up with gonnaherpasyphillaids"/ the kid said "really?" 'cause he didn't know the deali-/ -o. this homo started to sing "A Milli"/ so the Captain shot his ass with his laser gun..... and fried his tongue arunavi lay dead swimming in his own dung captain erik, tossed out arunavi in his red cape, make sure that ape meth wasn't tempted for rape, emseed, meth and erik jumped out the plane, into the pacific sea, the shit was insane, situation was like arunavi's brain, it wasn't looking too bright, captain erik squeeled "i've stretched out my blue tights" (sorry for all the aru disses just continuing from the story, and i don't wanna diss anyone else)
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eboyd |
Date: Tuesday, 29/Sep/09, 2:35 AM | Message # 32 |
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But then he realized that it felt nice/ So he bent Fred Phelps over a steel pipe and told him/ "Hey homo hater, I'm the rectal excavator/ I'm gonna fuck you raw up and down the escalator/ Then tell the entire marine corp to fuck you/ You obscene whore. I stuck you/ In an oven. We need more/ Prejudice fucks to get stuck in the butt/ Until the dick penetrates your gut/ Now that's a serious buttfuck"/ He replied and called me a sick fuck/ So I just told him "fine then. Time to get my dick sucked"/ "And by the way pot, stop calling the kettle black/ Or else I'll rub Tiger Balm on your nut sack/ Then rub sand on your back and black your crack/ With oil that I poured in the ocean to kill the whales/ Stick jellyfish in your throat and make you inhale/ Glue you to McDougal's ("Coming to America" reference)/ So you will screw your jewels to the Jerry Curls on that noob you/ Call your boyfriend. Fuck it, I'll scat rap/ Bibbity-cat-bap scuribitty crat-dap/ You wack nacks will get smacked back by my ass crack/ Ok, back to the story. Sorry for the diversion/ I'm like Eminem but only the wacker version/ This was when EmSeeD emptied his hemp seed bag full of tent weed (weed grown in a tent of course ) then peed/ Then the rentor lent the rent to the rentee/ Wait, does any of this make sense G?/ Well anyways, moral of the story is that....
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EmSeeD |
Date: Tuesday, 29/Sep/09, 2:50 AM | Message # 33 |
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oh christ lol uncharted did you hack eboyds account lol
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YANHAP1 |
Date: Tuesday, 29/Sep/09, 9:29 AM | Message # 34 |
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Quote But then he realized that it felt nice/ So he bent Fred Phelps over a steel pipe and told him/ "Hey homo hater, I'm the rectal excavator/ I'm gonna fuck you raw up and down the escalator/ Then tell the entire marine corp to fuck you/ You obscene whore. I stuck you/ In an oven. We need more/ Prejudice fucks to get stuck in the butt/ Until the dick penetrates your gut/ Now that's a serious buttfuck"/ He replied and called me a sick fuck/ So I just told him "fine then. Time to get my dick sucked"/ "And by the way pot, stop calling the kettle black/ Or else I'll rub Tiger Balm on your nut sack/ Then rub sand on your back and black your crack/ With oil that I poured in the ocean to kill the whales/ Stick jellyfish in your throat and make you inhale/ Glue you to McDougal's ("Coming to America" reference)/ So you will screw your jewels to the Jerry Curls on that noob you/ Call your boyfriend. Fuck it, I'll scat rap/ Bibbity-cat-bap scuribitty crat-dap/ You wack nacks will get smacked back by my ass crack/ Ok, back to the story. Sorry for the diversion/ I'm like Eminem but only the wacker version/ This was when EmSeeD emptied his hemp seed bag full of tent weed (weed grown in a tent of course ) then peed/ Then the rentor lent the rent to the rentee/ Wait, does any of this make sense G?/ Well anyways, moral of the story is that.... It is given that those who recieve,if the prose is believed at best behest "less stress!" unless cross-dressed and pleased weak at the knees filled with mayo and cheese like the drive thru Ho tagged "Syslack, Mo" ill and sick as disease. But if that is the fashion you're travelin' you can hog the whole scoop Sounds like Taz in the class recruitin new ass to shoot hoops Feel like a Bat in a basket of fruits Hungrier than that to mute dispute so as to build and regroup back to the Moral though its apparently lacked if you transit with this team best be still in the back Deviant Joes, unrefined minds grinding feverish flows undermined spines from achillies and toes understand time heals lest you're revealed as a Ho under EmSeeds seed,soft and feelin it grow if the tale in truth be told about how not to hold scrolls 'gainst the bold fishers of men honour the pen forget minnows and go for shoals for sho Some gringos love Flamenco and be cast'n' nets Some faggots can't hook maggots....why they cast'n' it yet? So whilst at sea i looked to the shore Clocked E-Boyd and thought "what he fuckin him for?" Bare backed black and sandy over steel on the shale Crude spread close to my craft and i laughed "i'm savin the whale!" E-Bee glanced up as he worked on the strokes no doubt,water spouts and a voice from the sea spoke "forget them the weak who speak though they be veterens, don't impale this the pale whale fish... as bespoke by Led Zeppelin" Now a whale ain't no fish or is it one hell of a shark as the thick slick surrounded an emense white frame in the dark, Fuck this! a whole basket short of a pic i nic as the black foam boiled i recoiled from the form... The Moby Dick EE's like "fuck shit that Dicks bigger than mine" His victim consoled said "you fuckin it fine" So he stuck him the swine as i'm passin the time tryin to figure this bigger fish chattin in rhyme, i'm scrubbin the grime intertwined in the brine with a spash of His tail plunged and i sunk like a dime took me down to the depths as fought fraught for breath Floundered in fathoms sinking closer to death Cold creeped the deep as i reach for a sponge thick fluid filled to the pit of my lungs what of my sons? resigned to the devine my life all but done, reclined relaxed in the pitch recollecting the sun splutter and cough,i'm shakin it off to a familiar scene ...placid moral is this, don't take a piss or Trip in the bath in dark on Acid......
who killed bambi?
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eboyd |
Date: Tuesday, 29/Sep/09, 11:21 PM | Message # 35 |
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So then my dick went flacid as I exited womb/ Because when I first heard YANHAP's rap I thought he was MF DOOM/ He sounded colder than his older boulder holder molder/ Put the money in the folder, told her she was the beholder/ The soldier that sold her the Folgiers (coffee) rolled her a blunt/ She was a runt. He got her in bed and beat up the.... (Long pause) ....Pillow/ Made of armadillo. No run of the mill though/ Said "what you open that sill fo'?"/ "To get my purple dildo"/ He fell down and then broketed his illbow (elbow)/ She heard a loud noise and he said "pick up the quill! Go!"/ She picked it up... And began to run off/ Tripped on the floor board. That's when the villain spun off/ The ceiling. She had an ill feeling/ That's when the villain saw the children squeeling/ The little girl... She said her name's Amelia/ ..... NEXT PERSON WHO GOES, YOU MUST RHYME WITH THE LAST LINE! NO IFS, ANDS OR BUTS (but maybe butts ) ABOUT IT!!!! Oh, and avoid using another name
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EmSeeD |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 3:13 AM | Message # 36 |
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Quote (eboyd) ....Pillow/ Made of armadillo lol that's got to be uncomfortable Quote "she said her name was amelia" "please take me to my home, i got stranded when i landed 5 miles from my house blown, on a factory of foam" then in came a MILF, asked captain Erik "you want milk"? amelia is my daughter so what do you say erik? he replied hell yeah gimmie milf milk bitch? she said "Good get down and suck my dick"!! it doesn't have to rhyme with the last line just continue with the story, this is supposed to be a story remember
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eboyd |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 3:23 AM | Message # 37 |
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Dude! You fucked it up! I said you need to rhyme with it for a reason!!! Think about it. What rhymes with Amelia? The only words that rhyme with Amelia end with -philia (sexual relations with something). The word that best fit the end of that shit was pedophilia and you could have made something HILARIOUS with that or maybe necrophilia, or even make something up like arachnophilia (having sexual relations with spiders). But no, you fucked up the story
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EmSeeD |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 3:32 AM | Message # 38 |
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oh you meant rhyme specifically with your one, i didn't realize lol, after reading amelia the word pedophilia never even entered my mind lol. this story got fucked up a long time ago though
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eboyd |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 3:36 AM | Message # 39 |
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Yes! You really thought I was trying to claim rules to this thread? Do you think I'm that retarded? Lol! I wanted to see someone come up with something that referred to some sort of -philia. It was just an attempt to keep it hilarious. And now it's not hilarious anymore because of YOU!!!!
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YANHAP1 |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 8:53 AM | Message # 40 |
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Quote So then my dick went flacid as I exited womb/ Because when I first heard YANHAP's rap I thought he was MF DOOM/ He sounded colder than his older boulder holder molder/ Put the money in the folder, told her she was the beholder/ The soldier that sold her the Folgiers (coffee) rolled her a blunt/ She was a runt. He got her in bed and beat up the.... (Long pause) blunt....runt.......cu?.....pillow!!!........LMAO!!!! Quote ....Pillow/ Made of armadillo. No run of the mill though/ Said "what you open that sill fo'?"/ "To get my purple dildo"/ He fell down and then broketed his illbow (elbow)/ She heard a loud noise and he said "pick up the quill! Go!"/ She picked it up... And began to run off/ Tripped on the floor board. That's when the villain spun off/ The ceiling. She had an ill feeling/ That's when the villain saw the children squeeling/ The little girl... She said her name's Amelia/ ..... Split minds to the square of hair WHO called it Quadrophenia? Not Cecilia Camilia or Ophilia clearly she was nearly on the verge of hysteria he drew nearer to her Thought... would she fight or flee? Splinters and blood from the gash on her wounded knee she chose to lie and close her eyes like right its night night y'all Then shriek shrill to the grill spilled the ooze... quill to the right eye ball She said "sorry sir i write small" "oh not at all"...He got the point tru sincere she made it clear though only could see half the joint obsessed with filth despicable unexceptable what drives these types of evil men? with open hearts and growing minds the kids they hunt are bigger than them. In pain deranged plead the pede the Lord to intercede to quash his needs mercy swift as swifts on speed God sped his breath bereft he ghost deceased now to mightly muster the muscle to move the mount of a man who disgust her Luckily she could count to three and with force threw the beast like a duster "Dust this gutless,what happened to the big dog?" the room looked muttless Stone cold still, then lowered 'dillos from the sill mightier than the gristle sword the pen or Quills can kill seekers of flesh thrills chill no excuse to the mob that your mentally ill exiled to finds childs in Brazil The name now Rico hailing from Janeiro but the gringo well shady shaved his head and let his beard grow Fuckin weirdo..beunos suerta no past the Puerta and the slum kids made him bleed slow......
who killed bambi?
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eboyd |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 12:51 PM | Message # 41 |
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...At the concerta/ I mean concerto. Oh what's the bother/ Amelia claimed she was pregnant and that Taylor (ilikebacon3000) was the father/ They jumped the sill together floating with a measley feather/ Paid no attention to the weather. Outside it was raining.... Leather?????/ And dogs and cats. They fell from the sky gracefully/ When they landed Amelia ripped off her pasties hastily/ They ran into the moonlight and she began to cry again/ That's when Taylor had to slay the beast they called Leviathan/ He grabbed it's molar, chopped it's heads of with it's saber tooth/ From that day forth the people nicknamed him the laser goose/ He sat at the watch tower guarding all the citizens/ On the courtyard. He was starting to grow mittens (???)/ Gee wiz he's spittin'. Eating all the kittens/ I wish the story weren't true cause I ain't bullshittin'/ Splittin' atoms, explodin'. He couldn't fathom the wrath/ When the villain came back to split both of them in half/ So they jumped ship. Bought a ticket to Aruba...
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"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
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eboyd |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 1:03 PM | Message # 42 |
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Btw, nice reference to The Who. That shit was ill.
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"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
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YANHAP1 |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 2:33 PM | Message # 43 |
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.....Decompressed too quick caught bends from the Scuba "Whats the name hon? Millie? Sue?" They'd sat her on the comfy chair with the pedo bear watching Scooby Doo "Really?"" Who?"," Nah, Taylor didn't nail her", "Post the bail he's out of jail" said the Justice to the jailor "Me released?.. i love the police, i told you ilikebacon! all over the place, blood splattered her face it's not that she was fakin Heavy rain and moonlight the statement contradictory Leviathan and laser goose? But the vic was tru and plain to see mentally disordered from the post traumatic stress bless how she tried to digest and make sense of the mess don't be mistaken blue as her dress distressed it's heartbreakin spirit was broke and physically shaken Perp no need to pick up the soap his life done and taken Pure random attack she hadn't been groomed Though puzzled she asked..."Fred Phelps has a womb?".... Added (30/Sep/09, 2:33 Pm) --------------------------------------------- Erik man its all good fun....tricky though...i'm makin dinner,feeding my one year old,teachin my four year old phonetics and monitoring my seven year olds Jupiter project....this gives me the head space,appreciated. Check back on the Fred Phelps isht.....naah mean? PEACE!!!!!
who killed bambi?
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eboyd |
Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 8:16 PM | Message # 44 |
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Someone please delete the last post Yeah, I feel you. Oh and LMAO! Going HARD at Bacon! to be fair, he's only 14. Just thought I'd help you out Taylor Anyways, here we go: So he responded: "nah, Phelps is a closeted fag/ Posits a Trojan Mag in a duffle bag/ Puts Vaseline in his ass while his cheeks sag/ Then takes it in the rectum by a black man in drag/ Sorry to nag. I'm getting tired of this shit"/ So she responded "don't get mad or I won't let you hit"/ This chick knew that she gave the best head/ And all of a sudden Kanye West said:/ Yo Green Giant, I'ma let you finish your rhyme/ But Popeye has the best spinach OF ALL TIME!/ He sat back and passed the bone/ He looked to the left and then asked the clone/ "Mastadon, how are you going to pass it on?"/ "I'm lasting long and clutching on a nasty bong"/ So now I'm about to pass it/ Give you the glory, you'll continue non-sequitorial...
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"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
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Date: Wednesday, 30/Sep/09, 8:58 PM | Message # 45 |
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^^^^ Quote (eboyd) Yo Green Giant, I'ma let you finish your rhyme/ But Popeye has the best spinach OF ALL TIME!/ LMAO!!! wtf?! anyways......... after a long stressful day of dealing with bitching bosses I sat in the back room and started counting my loses Took out a swisher and rolled up some bomb cess Erik stormed in the room mad spitting some nonsense He said "I cant believe it. My girlfriend told me she's pregnant! And she dont think Im ready for it. I couldnt stand it!" I held out the blunt for him to relieve his stress He took a deep puff and squinted, he was smoking wet! I told him it was PCP and he became upset He charged to hit me, I curled up but he fell in some nets He shot up screaming, his face was drenched in sweat He began crying like a bitch, sobbing "why u do it meth?" There was nothing left..He smoked 2 3rds of the blunt His emotions was racing like a dog confused on a hunt He kept eyeing me and saying "I want u for lunch!" Then he would get on his knees, licking the floor like a cunt He pulled down his pants and grunted...and soon took a dump He played with it in hands, scooping large lumps Wat the fuck? this guy is nuts, he needs some help I took a bat to his head until it started to welt..... lol i forgot how fun this was
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