Muffin Man

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There was a young man who lived in a muffin.
And when growing up he wanted for nuffin.
Apart from the feel of a good womans luffin.
So he hired a prostitue.

But he bored of the prossie and ran out of money,
And he looked out his window and saw it was sunny,
The incredible shagging had made him feel funny,
So he killed the *****.

So he dragged her fat corpse to the top of the Hill.
And right at the top, he met old jack and Jill.
But the couple were nosey, and asked who he killed.
So he shot them in the face.

He put old jack and jill plus the whore in a pile.
Set them them alight and watched for a while.
And spotted the butcher from about half a mile.
And shot him with a sniper rifle.

He said to him self, 'ok no more killing',
Pick up a hobby, it's much more forfilling,
Get a job in a bakery, doing the millin',
He got a job as a pimp.

As a pimp he was great, he found the job easy,
He tested the produce and became rather sleazy,
But the Crab's and cyphilis made him feel queasy,
So he quit and became the Pope.

At being Pope he was ****e, and felt out of place,
So he ditched the whole job thing, and went into space,
And dissapeared with not even a trace.
But he came back with aliens.

The aliens came down and killed everyone,
And the young man just laughed to see such fun,
And the aliens treated him just a like a son,
Until they ate his muffin.

His muffin was gone and the young man was pissed,
He swung for the aliens but stupidly missed,
They shot him with lasers till his fragile corpse hissed,
He was royally ****ed.

So what is the moral of this fictional tale?
Is it a story of a dominant male?
Is it an outlook on how everything fails?
**** knows, i was drunk when i wrote it!

By *Ben Sleep*

 

Do I even want to reply to this?

 

Classic

 

didn't Sniper write this?

 

Sniper! how dare you.... Ben Sleep wrote this, remember the name.

 

My bad, i dont remmeber Sniper saying he wrote it, but i remember him showing us it.