- San Luis Obispo...
- Last Record: 2011-03-01 14:15:58 -0600
- Joined: Jul 22, 2010
The pair of pants seamed to keep it together
The shirt and tie were dyeing to match
The right and left shoes were perfect sole mates
And the boxers were brief, always lusting
But the sock was sad though he had escaped
The tumultuous tyranny of the laundry load
For his mate did not share the same fate
And would be returning to the foot, smelly-toed
This may be a little too long for a tiny story, but what the heck here it goes:
Lost - A Tiny Story by Mr Anips
My friends and I rode our bikes to the creek
Note: (This short poem is entirely made up of anagrams. Each line is an anagram of the first one. Cheers!)
Her nether region is most desirable
I reenter, libido strong; She hears me...
I'm counting to three!!! One, Two...
Pretty self explanatory. It's a belt with hitrecord on it and it has the RECord button as the buckle.
This specific image is just to get the idea across, if someone wants to sketch a new version or even make an actual belt, that would be awesome!