merbig Suspended 13178 Posts user info edit post |
In nineteen hundred ninety-two Samuel L Jackson cruised the ocean avenue.
He had three pimps and left from Maine; He pimped through sunshine, wind and rain.
He pimped by night; he pimped by day; He used the hoes to find his way.
The police also helped him know How to find the way to go.
Ninety hoes were in his crew; Some hoes walked while others blew.
Then the hoes went to sleep; And others watched the ocean street.
Day after day they looked for dough; They dreamed of cash and cocks and blow.
October 12 their dream came true, You never saw a happier crew!
“Police! Police!” Jackson cried; He was nothing more than horrified.
But “parole” the plee was not; It was the jail, and it was hot.
The Black natives were very nice; They gave his crew food and lice.
Jackson spit out some gold To get back home, as he’d been told.
He made the trip again and again, Trading gold to get back home.
The first Pimp? No, not quite. But Jackson was brave, and he was alright. 10/10/2010 3:42:10 PM |
Jaybee1200 Suspended 56200 Posts user info edit post |
this is worse than that zipline thread 10/10/2010 3:45:15 PM |
merbig Suspended 13178 Posts user info edit post |
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The fuck did you say motherfucker? 10/10/2010 3:47:21 PM |
OopsPowSrprs All American 8383 Posts user info edit post |
There was a riot on the streets, tell me where were you 10/10/2010 3:58:31 PM |
mcfluffle All American 11291 Posts user info edit post |
i turned four years old 10/10/2010 4:03:50 PM |
Jaybee1200 Suspended 56200 Posts user info edit post |
sophomore in HS 10/10/2010 4:31:44 PM |
merbig Suspended 13178 Posts user info edit post |
^ [old] 10/10/2010 4:41:38 PM |
ncsuapex SpaceForRent 37776 Posts user info edit post |
I sailed the ocean blue. 10/10/2010 4:47:58 PM |