There once was a film from the past
And people said it was a blast;
Then Hollywood said
“What if instead
“It had an (insert group here) cast?”
Tag Archives: Stupid
Ooh… And Throw In A Twist Villain And Random One-Liners Whenever The MANY Main Characters Die But Then Come Back To Life Because Time Travel
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Bird of Paradise
Sometimes I wonder if I’d be happier
If I’d been born as an eel,
But then when a movie takes a shocking turn
I wouldn’t know how to feel…
Then I go on Google to find an animal
That’s happiest, and today I found it:
Introducing the greatest bird ever…
The American Bushtit.
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Race War, The Board Game
Every time you set up a game
Of chess and take a pawn
You’ve created a token minority.
That’s all for tonight… moving on…
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It’s Not Funny At All Until You Read It Out Loud, Out Of Context, To Your Friends
Toses ate ted
Violets ate blue.
Appatently changing a lettet
Makes things hungty, ctew!
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The Whole World Is Just The WWE Now, But Without The Clever Storylines
There once was a woman whose hair
Was, due to alopecia, not there.
One guy smacked a comic
And I find it ironic
That anyone still seems to care.
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Frickin’ Chicken And The Lack Of Ambition?
There once was a chicken from Spain
Who was in a whole lot of pain.
I said to him, “Yo yo!
“‘Sup, suffering pollo?”
He said “Puckaw” with disdain.
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This Would Be A Perfect Dance Anthem, Because It’s Fun And Rhythmic But The Words Are Stupid
Somedays I think that people stink;
They’re lazy and they’re rude.
Then I remind myself their kind
Makes all the tasty food,
And so I sniff and get a whiff
Of B.O. and lemonade…
When life gives you lemons, you need to demons
trate that it’s not a bad trade.
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Forget “Hope”, “Faith”, “Joy”… Give Me a Good Name!
We’re all human, the same flesh and blood,
And our brains all work the dame way,
But some people think that a child named Dink
Is perfectly fine and okay
While others are Henry for 12 generations
And some are named Diogenese
And yet never in history has someone had
A child named “Delicious Melty Cheese.”
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And So The Cycle Continues
Not enough poems are written
About the legendary Scott:
We would remedy this, except
Of what he did, we knowest not.
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