To the tune of The Beverly Hillbillies: Come and listen to my story 'bout a man named John, a poor ex-marine with a little fraction gone. It seems one night after gettin' with his wife; she loped off his dоng with the swipe of a knife. Реnis that is. Clean cut. Missed his nuts. Well the next thing you know there's a Ginsue by his side And Lorena is in the car taking willie for a ride. She soon got tired of her purple-headed friend, And she tossed him out the window as she went around a bend. Curve that is. Tossed the nub in the scrub. She went to the cops and confessed to the attack and they called out the hounds just to get his wееniе back. They sniffed and they barked And they pointed 'over there'. To John Wayne's henry that was waving in the air. Found that is. By the fence. Evidence. So the diск doc said, `Hey, I can fix your dоng. A needle and a thread is all we're gonna need.' And the whole world waited 'til they heard that Johnny peed. Whizzed that is. Even seam. Straight steam. Well he healed and he hardened and he took his diск to court. With a half-arsed lawyer, 'cause his assets came up short. They cleared her аssаulт and acquitted him of rаре And his рескеr was the only one they didn't show on tape. Video that is. Unexposed. Case closed. Ya'll sleep on your stomachs now, ya hear?!
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