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[p] attack on Iraq
10.10.02, 16:05:23
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I hope no one finds this offensive cuz it is not ment to be
*Once I was in Iraq with guy named Jack*
*He had a really big sack over his back, and it looked like it had a lack of snacks.*
*When we decided to attack Iraq we couldn't find the pack Jack had packed, so we pulled a sack over his head and ran b/c we were under attack!*
*soon after we got away, we met Mack (who had a very big rack) and we hurried to go find Jack.*
*Jack was laying on his back, still with the sack, and was eating some kinda snack he had dug up outa the ground in some gack.*
*Me and Mack picked up Jack and charged tword Iraq ready to attack*
*Jack, with the sack, and Mack with the rack, ran behind me covering my back, and finaly ran full force with full intent to attack*
*Then all of a sudden Jack steped on his sack, and fell on the back of Mack, which led to me slipping on the pack, so we didn't get to attach Iraq.*
*After Jack, Mack, and me all fell on the opposite sides of our backs, a guy named Zack came and helped us. Rite away, I could tell he was a little wack.*
*We told Zack our plan to attack, but he kept staring at Macks rack. Now I really knew he was wack. So once again we charged towards Iraq. Jack with his sack, Mack with her rack, Zack the wack, and I...all of them covering my back.*
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Last edited by magno_elf : 10.10.02 at 16:29:05.
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| LOL wow thats the most hardcore of hardcore poems i've seen so far. Mango_elf you are by far one cool dude and im not ashamed to say i find myself a little attracted to you as well. As for an ending creativity is just not my department. I also find myself constantly thinking about Macks rack. |
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| NinjaBarret, ummm mango_elf is a girl, I hope you know |
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| Whoopsy, I fully meant dudet i swear. Girl Power! |
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*Mack distracks the enemy with her big rack, while Jack and Zack get off track, they find their way back from la-la land.*
*With Mack as the distracker, Jack and Zack come in with a tractor, they plow the enemy down on their back.*
*"The time has come for a attack!" said Jack, "We must get off our sacks, pop our backs and attack iraq."*
*"But Jack" said Zack, " We can't go and attack iraq while Mack is here with her big fat rack."*
*" We can't fight iraq, untill I watch the show hack!" said Mack.
*"I know this one guy that could help us out a lot, who's name is Quack, who likes to play with his pet yack." said Zach, who is getting REALLY wack from Mack's rack.*
*An hour later, Quack with his yack, flyes from England to Iraq.*
*"This is Quack." said Zack who introduced Jack and Mack to Quack.*
*"What a big rack you have Mack, and what a big sack you have Jack."*
*As Jack, Mack, Zack and Quack go over plans to destroy Iraq, Jack looks in his sack for weapons, Mack gets fed up with Zack, so decides to give him a great big smack. Quack starts to hack online for facks on Iraq to attack with anthracks.* |
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| There are some messed up people in this world, and I think that they all just gathered in this forum! J/K!! You people truly are wack..but it's cool. |
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| HEY! Don't judge us because we thought it be fun to make a story/poem like that! We came up with that idea when we where watching bush make his speak about attacking iraq! |
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| That was sooo funny! I loved it! The both of you should be writers for like SNL or something like that! but good job! |
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