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as long as it wasnt a quoth
Quoth the butthole: “Nevermore!”
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I was pooping, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of tacobell—
While I nodded, nearly crapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Then she farted and nothing more
Read by Vincent Price.
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Kolanaki@pawb.social 4 weeks ago
Quoth the butthole: “Nevermore!”
Asafum@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I was pooping, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of tacobell—
While I nodded, nearly crapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Then she farted and nothing more
ummthatguy@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
Read by Vincent Price.
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