Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

a permanent memorial in

my trousers to Miss

Fellatia, my 8th grade

shop teacher. No. Really

we had shop class

at Saks Fifth Avenue,

and recess at the

Brooklyn Armory. But really,

enough already. Doughnut time!

“What’s a doughnut?” asked

Dracula, as he removed

his dentures. Homer replied,

“Odyssey, Shmodyssey!” Two, please.

The Lewd Sisters then

lifted their dresses, revealing

their four little friends,

who preferred poodle skirts

Skirts for poodle balling?

Congratulations, you made Fluffy

incontinent," the lady hissed,