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Hey Poopyhead

Hey Poopyhead

“Don't call me infantile, you poopyhead”

Surely one of my favourite bumper stickers

Providing chuckles as we motor along

Viewing all these funny rib ticklers

“To err is human, to moo is bovine”

A deep and moving appraisal of life

Such tender emotions of celestial origins

Helps you and me forget our strife

Imagine how dull and drab life would be

Without these bits of humourosity

“People with constipation don't give a crap”

Apologies for the naughty verbosity

Just one more then I'll leave you to ponder

These charming delightful little gems

“Conserve your toilet paper, use both sides”

That's the absolute stinky bottom end

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Georgina Richardson

I love it, you`ll have to write some more of those one liners for me so that I can put them on THE TWIT CLUB page that I have started. Well done for this it had me chuckling again.

Love G xx

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Jack Ellison

Love to you sweet Georgie Girl!!! Tell me more about THE TWIT CLUB... sounds like fun!!! Love, Jackson xxxxxxxxx

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Georgina Richardson

Just have a look on my list and read them, they are all called The Twit Club, you`ll get the gist of it when you read them.

Love G xx

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