“likely resembled someone removing the hand-tossed hamburger pie of hell from an oven in Dante’s Pizzaria”
Are you shitting me?
No. I’m shitting pizzas!
Well, not like a beach raft. Just about ten percent… a portion that looked conspicuously like a turtle head.
It’s ingenuity like that what made this country the great land it is today.
Uh… lieu… why didn’t you just swap paddles with Bill so we wouldn’t be dripped on?
Oh wait… then he’d be handling another man’s pooped on paddle. Never mind.
I offered it to him but he just shook his head and said “Naw, osmosis.”
Remember… High School teacher?
Lieu, Lieu, Lieu. You are such an incredibly gifted writer. Have you considered publishing a book of pooetry?
:rolleyes: --------------> Ponder… shame on you.
How ya been, anyway?
I’m thinking children’s book: Bill and Lieu and the Poo-poo Canoe.
Sorry for the double post…I wanted to say I also think you should have flung that stuff as far as it would go. Which could be another book: Brown Blobs in the Lake by Loo Flung Poo.
And yet Joe Hazlewood got prosecuted when he did something similar.
I’m just in awe that you were able to relaxed enough to go with your ass hanging off the edge of a canoe, while Bill the coon-penis-wearing high school teacher balanced on the other side.
Me, I can’t go at work if there’s someone else in the bathroom.
When I saw this thread, I was ready to grab my Physics and Dynamics textbooks and draw detailed free-body diagrams, complete with equations, to analyze the velocity and acceleration of a canoe as the result of a man pinching a loaf off of the side.
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I guess my parents would be pleased to know that all this time I’ve spent in college is paying off.
Beautiful post, lieu.
Wasn’t that the name and quality of a recent Paul McCartney album?