Showing posts with label dr. murk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dr. murk. Show all posts

Friday, April 9, 2010

More Peoms

Another Peom By Jar Jar Binks



Meesa Friend

So, meesa make-a big mistake.
Meesa bein clumsy
And a break
Massa Ani super speeder, Oooo.

Now meesa lonley.
What to do?

Meesa meet meesa special friend.
Weesa keepa secret pact.
Heesa love Jar Jar Binks always.

Itsa Jeesa Christ!
Yoosa bein saved? Huh?
Jeesa love yousa special face!
Jeesa meesa savee son o God!
Heesa all fucked up ona cross!

Poor Jeesa in a dirt diaper
Hanging and a dyin
With dose storm troopas pokey poke him.
He all a bleedin and crazy!

Yousa come down Jeesa and teacha dem a lesson.
Jeesa?
What da fuck?
Yousa bein whiney cry baby.
Why no yoosa pulla brighty light sabey?

Mmmmmmm.
Jeesa Christ nosa Jedi.
Hmmmmm.
Heesa justa fuckin dead guy.

Eh.
I go get drunky.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Jar Jar Party

Meesa Monday

Hey. What yousa doin dis nite?
Meesa havin a party.
Everybody gonna beesa dere.
Yousa should a come!

Oh. Wooo. Give meesa a second.
Woo. Okay. Woo. Meesa just
Really fuckin stoned!
Meesa smoke-a PCPeesa. Wooooooooo
oooooooooo.ooooooo.ooooo.ooooo.

Damn. Yousa lookin like
Friskie Biska Mornin Munchie!
Mmmmmm Mmmmmmm.
Yousa smoke dis toosa.

Now, take a drink o disa juice-a.
Mmmmm. Mmmmmm.
It'sa glassa roofie doofie.
Nighty nite, Ani. Yousa not remember
What meesa do you yousa fanny.
But yousa gonna poopa white for daysa.

Ohhhh see the funky funky colors and feela deesa
NUTz a slappin yousa butts?
Meesa ride you like-a
Zoomba pod-a racer!

Now yousa put yousa slave chains back on
You fucked up little midget.

MS Paint Vacations

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Jesse Jackson's Martial Art of Choice...

Peoms By Jar Jar

Surpise

Itsa yousa birthday
And meesa got no money
So meesa gonna show
Yousa sumtin funny.

Yousa close yousa eye
And put out yousa hand.
Meesa justa second here
Give yousa sumtin grand!

Dere. Yousa feel it?
Now upon yousa eyes!
Surpise!
I's meesa genetalia!

Oooo! Yousa grab to tight!
Be good to meesa dinky
And meesa not hit you tonight.

Yousa keepa cryin' and a moanin,
But itsa doosa no good.
Open yousa mouth
And gooble meesa wood!

Meesa tinking meesa gonna cum soon
Cause meesa swollen up
Lik a dirty red balloon.

Ah.
Now meesa done.
Clean yousa face
And shut the fuck up.

Happy Birthday to YOUSA!

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Dead Dead Dead

You're going to die. Pick something to put on your tombstone:

** "5 More Minutes..."
** "Don't be sad. BOOBIES!"
** "Take next left in.TEN. years."
** "Do you smell something rotten in here, or is it just me?"
** "Satan says hello."
** "And I STILL can't sleep."
** "They said I couldn't take it with me. I did!"
** "Where is everyone?"
** "Huh. It did kill me."
** "What are you staring at?"
** "OMG! WTF! BBQ!"
** "Real life Halo: BAD IDEA!"
** "Don't believe them. It was murder!"
** "No Heaven. Just Dirt."
** "ROCK HARD!!!"
** "No Bills. No Work. No Fingers. Fair Trade."
** "Cheap fucking 5 and 1/2 foot burial.."
** "Hello Death Virgins!"
** "Still smarter than you."
** "I caught daHIVs!"
** "Whoa! Grandma was HOT!"
** "I should have sent you first."
** "Fire my fitness coach."
** "You're lucky I'm dead right now..."
** "DIG FAGGOT!!!"
** "Good things come in coffins."
** "Full Body Amputation! 10!"
** "FUCK"

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Drink Recipe

So, you've got compay coming over?



GAY!

Make some alcoholic drinks. One great drink made with alcohol is called the Rusty Needle... wait, no, the Dutchman's Dink. Take some DRY VERMOUTH and spaghetti sauce. Shake it! You got it! Now fucking SPIT IN IT! FUCKING DUTCHMEN!!!

Another great drink has no name. It's made with weed.

Last but no least, make a drink called the WTF. It's Sherry and Cherry. Take some cheap sherry. Cooking sherry will do just fine. Dump a whole jar of those red jar cherries that come in a jar or in a can in fruit salad. Dump it in. Do it slow and serve it warm with a crushed asprin, or a sedative if you're a bad friend.

That's all folks.

Friday, February 12, 2010

The First Post

This is the official first post at the TUB. I won't bother to explain what goes on here because this post will be buried in two weeks. Just like you. You will be buried in two weeks if I even get my hands on you, you little rat bastard. Speaking of burying people, did you know that before people are burried the funeral home removes all of their jewelry, clothes, make up and genitals? It's to keep people from deciding to dig deadies up to grab their valuables or their balls and vag. You can bet on it.