I found a box of human tongues on the tube the other day. If anyone is missing them, please call round: Miss Mabel Trestle, 36 Grantham Street, Stoke Newington. They are in a Havana Cigar box, in case you are not sure they are yours. I live alone, so please knock twice.
Found: box of tongues
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Diminutive funk perve Prince once penned a song called 'Gett Off' that was clearly aimed at 'the lay-dees' with its steamy lyrics, viz: 'She said u told her a fantasy/that got her all wet (Wet)/something about a little box with a Mirror and a tongue inside/What she told me then got me so hot I knew that we could slide.'
The rest of this unadulterated filth can be found here
The box of tongues you found probably belongs to him. You can forward it to him at Paisley Park in Chanhassen, Minnesota. As he is now a Jehovah's Witness he may thank you by sending you a copy of The Watchtower.
I hope this helps.
We aren't looking for smut, Mr Smyke, just reporting. Plucky xxx
One of my favourite tracks by the Purple Pixie of Pop.
Ah. A modern classic. Fantastic sentiment and beautifully sung by the oddly beautiful Ms O'Connor.
It could bring a tear to a glass eye.
All well here, apart from the ongoing lack of funds Plucky, how's you and the Missus?
Hi Jeni. I love that video and track. I am not sure about the background singers, though. Me and Mrs Munky are OK, thanks. Miss Munky is at last in South Africa, with dog and boyfriend (probably in that order). xxx
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