a good time when I rhyme

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Tim: Maybe a chav with a hat and his girlfriend who was fat

Joss: Fucking in a car, ugliest in Sweden by far

Tim: He crashed in a tree and she went for a wee

Joss: He went for a beer, drank 'til it came out his ear

Tim: It made him so drunk he danced to funk

Joss: When funk dancing's over he felt much older. Forgot the name of his girl, instead called her Pearl. She knocked him down the floor and ran out the door

Tim: She wanted more so she became a whore, now she's fucking Ted in Freds bed!

Joss: When she didn't have a baby they found out she was no lady. That didn't matter to Ted, he just fucked his goat instead

Tim: (lol, that one made me smile), the goat was happy for a while. But when Fred stopped, the goat chopped, off Freds willy, which was rather silly

Joss: The goat went mental ill, forced everyday to eat a pil, until Ernie arrived, in his cart he could hide

Tim: But Ernie died and Ted survived, the poor old goat he cried and cried. Until he met Trigger, but he could not figure, why there was no pie

Joss: (Poor Ernie), He searched on google for the pie while he let Trigger dye, his hair in all the blue colours of the rainbow.

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