peeling the bannana
A heatbreaking work of the love, sorrow, and the Amish....
Once upon a time, there was a boy named
Jack and his really bitchin girfriend Jill.
Even though Jack was a quirky freak,
Jill loved him just the same. The two
did everything together, and they sure
were a treat to hang out with. With his time
spent with Jill, Jack became a bitchen boyfriend,
and his life was changed for the better, because
all of a sudden his jokes were funnier, his mystical
paintings of sunrises were more glorious, his dick was
larger, and somewhere in there, young Jack became a man.
Jill sure was proud of her man who treated her right,
however one sad night, Jack was kidnapped by the Amish
because he painted glorious sunrises like Bob Ross.
Jack was set up with a tv show on PBS by the Amish, and
they made him paint and dance like a 19th century slave.
Jill was not allowed to watch Jack paint, because the
Amish made Jack break up with Jill when they kidnapped him.
Needless to say, Jack was a putz allowing himself to be
kidnapped by Amish people, because they are weak and their
asses are easily kicked, but Jack was a putz, and he soon
lost all of his talent for painting glorious sunrises and
Bob Ross like trees and bushes, but Jill and Jack still could not see each other,
and Jill loved Jack so much she still wanted to see the
super crappy paintings Jack was making, but she was trapped
in a tower far far away and was afraid to face Jack and the Amish alone.
Then one night her friend "Jelly" Jane went to the PBS set to watch Jack paint,
and she didn't even call Jill to go together even though Jelly Jane didn't
know Jack (haha). Much hard apple cider was drunk that night, and poor Jill
stayed home thinking of the past while Jelly Jane cast her friend jill aside for penis. Ladies and gentleman, the story of Jack and Jill is one of great
tragedy and broken crowns. These are the crowns of love that perish as a result
of the Amish kidnapping people and backstabbing friends.
The moral of the story is this: ladies keep your men close, because the Amish WILL kidnapp them and exploit them for the good qualities you bring out in them. The Amish may seem like smelly earthy friends, but if you turn your back for just a moment, they will steal your man (as will bad friends).
Once upon a time, there was a boy named
Jack and his really bitchin girfriend Jill.
Even though Jack was a quirky freak,
Jill loved him just the same. The two
did everything together, and they sure
were a treat to hang out with. With his time
spent with Jill, Jack became a bitchen boyfriend,
and his life was changed for the better, because
all of a sudden his jokes were funnier, his mystical
paintings of sunrises were more glorious, his dick was
larger, and somewhere in there, young Jack became a man.
Jill sure was proud of her man who treated her right,
however one sad night, Jack was kidnapped by the Amish
because he painted glorious sunrises like Bob Ross.
Jack was set up with a tv show on PBS by the Amish, and
they made him paint and dance like a 19th century slave.
Jill was not allowed to watch Jack paint, because the
Amish made Jack break up with Jill when they kidnapped him.
Needless to say, Jack was a putz allowing himself to be
kidnapped by Amish people, because they are weak and their
asses are easily kicked, but Jack was a putz, and he soon
lost all of his talent for painting glorious sunrises and
Bob Ross like trees and bushes, but Jill and Jack still could not see each other,
and Jill loved Jack so much she still wanted to see the
super crappy paintings Jack was making, but she was trapped
in a tower far far away and was afraid to face Jack and the Amish alone.
Then one night her friend "Jelly" Jane went to the PBS set to watch Jack paint,
and she didn't even call Jill to go together even though Jelly Jane didn't
know Jack (haha). Much hard apple cider was drunk that night, and poor Jill
stayed home thinking of the past while Jelly Jane cast her friend jill aside for penis. Ladies and gentleman, the story of Jack and Jill is one of great
tragedy and broken crowns. These are the crowns of love that perish as a result
of the Amish kidnapping people and backstabbing friends.
The moral of the story is this: ladies keep your men close, because the Amish WILL kidnapp them and exploit them for the good qualities you bring out in them. The Amish may seem like smelly earthy friends, but if you turn your back for just a moment, they will steal your man (as will bad friends).