A poem in praise of the shiv

[gbu-36]

Ode to the Shiv


When fools be makin me sad and down
I waits for them bustas to turn around
And I STAB ! STAB ! STAB !

I Stab them Hard I stab them Good
I sometimes stab them with a pencil of wood

When Fools be Trippin,
My Trusty Shiv Ill be grippin
And soon Ill STAB ! STAB ! STAB

Everywhere I go, My trusty shiv is under my shirt
For I know fucktards are everywhere and I must make them hurt
Whith a quick STAB ! STAB ! STAB

Many a time my shiv and I have been to the state pen
After once producing my shiv, noone ever came after my brown eye again
Cause I STABBED ! STABBED ! STABBED !

My Shiv is allways there for me when Im happy or sad
Its tapered edge allways makes me glad
When I STAB! STAB! STAB!

meh I was bored, And watching TV, It made me wanna stab someone, this is the result

[C.R. Ripshit]

You're crazy. I like it. 8)

[gbu-36]

Why Thank you =)

[Greenflame]

When I read that for some reason I feel as if I am reading the
manifesto of a Louisana Crab Farmer. 8)

[THErAPIST]

personally i found that pretty amusing/ funny... does that make me weird?

[C.R. Ripshit]

Nah, it IS funny. Stabbing is always funny. Especially when it involved puppies and pregnant women.












J/K

[gbu-36]

You forgot Old People and Young Children too!

Also People of any Age that come to peoples doors trying to sell them or save them. Those people need stabbed in the genitals

[duiker]

uh-huh. You must have been pretty damn bored. :)

[Armalite]

:lol: :lol: :lol:

That shit needs to be immortalized somewhere. Once the rest of rorta.net is up that should be on the front page of any weapons txtfiles section that appears. Hell yeah.