This week’s Comedy Goldmine feature on Something Awful is haikus about sex with old people. They are truly vile and clever. Do not read while eating cheese.
It probably goes without saying that you might not want to read these at work, either. It’d be tough to explain to the boss why you’re reading poems about octogenarian sex.
Here’s some gems:
Sex is like winter
I stop to breathe in the breeze
Grey pubes and talcum
How did I get here?
Why is cum in my Depends?
Who’re you? Where am I?
Creaking Craftmatic
Awash in leathery flesh
Smack your fragile head
Oh, God. I read about a page of the Goldmine today and had to look away. It takes a lot to make me uncomfortable, but that shit made me CRINGE.
I’m going to go take a shower now.