This is a poem/rhyme thingamajig that I learnt from my mum when I was about 6ish. You may of heard it before it doesn't make sense and you may think its crap but here goes anyway! There was a old lady of 92, parley vou. There was a old lady of 92, parley vou. There was a old lady of 92, she done a fart and off it flew, inky pinky parley vouuuuu. The fart went rolling down the street, parley vou. The fart went rolling down the street, parley vou. The fart went rolling down the street, knocked a copper off his feet, inky pinky parly vouuuuu. The copper got out his rusty pistol, parley vou. The copper got out his rusty pistol, parley vou. The copper got out his rusty pistol, shot the fart from there to bristol, inky pinky parley vouuuu. The bristol rovers were playing at home, parley vou. The britol rovers were playing at home, parley vou. The bristol rovers were playing at home, kicked the fart from there to rome, inky pink parley vouuuu. Julius caesar was drinking gin, parley vou. Julius caesar was drinking gin, parley vou. Julius caesar was drinking gin, opened his mouth and the fart flew in, inky pinky parley vouuuu. The fart went rolling down his spine, parley vou. The fart went rolling down his spine, parley vou. The fart went rolling down his spine, knocked his bollocks out of line, inky pinky parley vouuu. Julius caesar was dead and gone, parley vou. Julius caesar was dead and gone, parley vou. Julius caesar was dead and gone, but that bloody fart flew on, inky pinky parley vouuuuuu. P.S I wrote this on the wii using the on screen keyboard! 0.o
"I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddamn stupid useless conversations with anybody. If anybody wanted to tell me something they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. They'd get bored as hell doing that after a while, and then I'd be through with having conversations for the rest of my life"
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