Let The "Shaggi Farewell" Death Chat Begin!!!!

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As i sit amongst the fields of fallen hogs
I rest my body against a pile of logs

In hands, lay the steel of all time
Thoughts in my head begin to rhyme

A moose strolls by and farts in my face
I slap him for being such a horried disgrace

Open Fire to cook his warm little body
Oh no, gotta to go Potty....
 
while he catches up... I shall now read from the manual...

lol... Just remembered lines from Monty Python and the holy grail.....

Yeah, but she's got Huuuuuuuuuggggggggggeeeee...........................tracks of land....lmao

8 left till i hit 2K in here.. :cool: :eek: :rolleyes:
 
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