Below is the latest The Pain -- When Will It End?
This piece of verse was penned,
or rather uttered, by my friend Bart while we were in college. I've always
meant to get around to illustrating this text, and this week, finding myself
without any better ideas, I finally pulled it out of the big "Cartoon
Fodder" file and finished it.
I remember it always used to irk
Bart that I would get laughs by slightly rephrasing, wringing variations on,
or otherwise stealing his jokes and running them through the chop shop of
my own mind. It never ends, my friend. Now I'm pulling down two figures a
week using your stuff while you're struggling to pull down a measly few million
a year running your own business. Hah!
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Note Surreptitiously Delivered to a Girl Sunbathing on the Hopkins "Beach"
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
But it is spring, and you are hotter.
Tim is a Cat-Fucker
Tim is a cat-fucker.
Do not let his clever demeanor
Fool you about what he does with his weiner.
Oh!--the salacious things he does
With that cat!