Mud: ronnie ranoogae?
III: Ranoogs here.
Mud: who are you, ronnie ranoogae?
III: RonnyRanoogae@massgokar.com – Director of Membership/Speed – Massachusetts Go-Kart Society
Mud: that’s right “director of membership/speed” director of speed! MGKS. ranoogae! we should email him something. maybe a poem about his name: ronny ranoogae, you so fine, you so fine you blow my mind, ranoogae, hey hey hey….
III: Ooooh!! A bit feisty today, are we??
Why don’t we come up with with a poem that’s more original??
Perhaps you can write one verse, then I’ll add a verse, and so on.
Mud: me name is captain ranoogae
III: And I misplaced me spittoon,
Mud: And my bone is flaccid,
like the innards of a Rangoon,
III: But I don’t want your sympathy,
I’m still Director of Speed,
Mud: And if you discuss me little pecka
I’ll fuck your wife and fuck,
and fuck her good, indeed,
III: I’ll take her in me Go-Kart,
And reach illegal speeds, (For hip thrusting that is,)
I’ll go till she bleeds,
Mud: Once me peg leg is covered in blood,
I’ll call it a day,
III: I’ll shave the pubes that host lice,
And use them for a toupee,
Mud: If me junk falls off so be it,
A Ranoogae never quits,
III: I’m dating a fly woman right now,
She used to be Brad Pitt’s
Mud: Krunk juice makes me irate,
I drink and drink and puke with my pants off,
III: Then I shit down the throat
of an unsuspecting imbecile,
Mud: Ronnie, Ronnie you so fly,
Ronnie, Ronnie you blow my mind.
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