In a world....

[WCGreen]

When up is down...

And left is right...

One man came to the front...

He was backed up by many...

They all were on his side...

Until he turned...

Then all hell broke loose...

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. What a puzzle this is.........

But I like it!

Reads like poetry, Chris...

[WCGreen]

9. It's a play off of those movie promo's...

[Writer]

2. In a aworld....

where in is out

and out isin

and writer like having sex

with mr writer

when she's drunk

unilt he turns and say taht's enough

and writer is as sad

[DS1]

3. wow

you're hammered

[Writer]

4. hammered and sad

mecicine makes me a light weight.

sorry :(

[DS1]

5. okay. but don't die

:hi:

[Writer]

7. i won't adie

i tawil stop after this drink and will bve able to tpype again have to make dinner for mr write rand want to work on this piece that I lreally like.

[Deja Q]

6. If sex makes a person sad, that's sad. Mind you, lack of it makes people sad too.

Sadness is a way of life.

So is happiness.

Spike Mr Writer's beer with viagra. Then he'll never say it's "enough". :D

[Writer]

8. know why i'm sad? know one like my penis song

((cue acoustical guitar))

Gather 'round, every man
Every man of every land.
Bring along nature's bounty
Bring it on - from every county!

The wind blows, but we don't care
Sitting bare on our derrières!
Brothers all, let's stand and sing
Our hands entwined but not coup-ling!

I look at you, you look at me
We're nature's brothers, can't you see?
You have a hood, and yours is free
And together now, we will sing:

No skin should stand between us!
No Bris Milah separates us!
We're brothers all, can't you see?
We're all one penis - you and me!

The fighting has brought ill-repute
To decisions made without dispute,
By boys and men, every day,
To keep the hood or let it free!

We handle every one the same,
We handle it - it's not a game!
We handle it, and handle it some more,
(I think I've lost track of the score...)

But we're together, our hands entwined,
It's time to let our hate unwind.
Your dick is capped, and his is bare
And together now, we will sing:

No skin should stand between us!
No Bris Milah separates us!
We're brothers all, can't you see?
We're all one penis - you and me!

Listen close, hear that sound?
It's the rush of something profound.
It's not a fart, but our resound.
Brothers, let's not goof around!

We came together for a cause.
What other reason would give us pause?
But our manly bits, proud and bare
Would there be a greater care?

So brothers all, look around!
We're together here, gender bound!
You are hooded, his is free,
And together now, we will sing:

No skin should stand between us!
No Bris Milah separates us!
We're brothers all, can't you see?
We're all one penis - you and me!

((music slows))

We're brothers all... can't you see?
We're all one penis...

JUST YOU AND ME!

from my joural...