Hey guys, I found this story written in crayola and thought I would share it with everyone:
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Forgive me oh weblord for I am Kliff Stump,
a name in disguise for some real chump,
my real name you do not know,
I'll keep it this way because I'm full of blow,
The real Cliff asked what have I done to deserve this wrath from you,
why do you pick at the way I do my knife review,
An answer came from under a rock,
written not in pencil but in chalk,
It said, Cliff during testing you destroyed my butter knife,
it caused me a divorce from my wife,
After I stated that my butter knife was guaranteed for life,
you used it to hack some ice,
I warned you that this knife was tough,
it could even shave you in the buff,
so my wife read the mail and decided to try it on my stuff,
little did she know that my hair was so rough,
She came into the room with knife in hand like a nomad,
and now I am missing a pair of gonads,
truer words were never spoken,
so gone are my little tokens,
cliff, this is why I hate thee,
especially everytime I pee,
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