...You also must be able to finish this song lyric: "There once was a girl named Doreen". Of course doing so whilst drinking beer from a stein and swaying from side to side with an arm around an old chum goes without saying....

There once was a girl named Doreen,
who was to known to be fatally mean.
She wasn't too lean,
and was fairly unclean,
and for cash she'd make off with your spleen.

 

Round count?

 

More than enough and less than too many. (I think that's somewhere between 100 and 200 rounds).

 

You forgot to mention these are no longer imported so get em' while you can!

 

Somebody please buy this danged shotgun before Chad sends me any more limericks.

 

There once was a girl named Doreen,
who really looked good in her jeans,
Turns out she was a he,
which caused most men to flee,
But not @Chdamn, @Kuato or DP*.

(*@drypowder)

I'm pretty sure I'm in for it now.

 

There once was a girl named Doreen,
who really looked good in her jeans,
Turns out she was a he,
which caused most men to flee,
But not @Chdamn, @Kuato or DP*.

(@drypowder)

I'm pretty sure I'm in for it now.

DP?

Double
Penetration?

 

There once was a girl named Doreen, whose admirers thought her a queen,
but down in her britches she needed some stitches, 'cause the size of her stuff was obscene.

 

So what your saying is that it looked like a butterflied NY strip?

 

There once was a girl named Doreen,
She didn't sit down when she peed,
She wanted to score,
With one guy or four,
But for that Saiga I'll take one for the team.

It rymes with a couple drinks in your system.

 

There once was a girl named Doreen,
Who knew not the meaning of "clean",
The rot from her twat,
Would tie your gut in a knot,
And turn your face about 5 shades of green.

 

I like yours the best.no that's funny !

 

Thread of the week...

 

The bar has been set very high for BST

 

There once was a girl named Doreen
who with her mouth was known to be quite keen
take the chrome off your hitch sire..
all the air from an oil rig fire..
but leaves a smile when she goes "in between"

 

There once was a girl named Doreen
And another by the name of Maureen
You could fill each with seed
And they would feel the need
To lick each other quite clean

 

There once was a girl named Doreen

She was a queen

I suck at rhyming

I'd take it but I don't want a divorce.


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There once was a "girl" named Doreen
who packed a big black magazine.
It's as long as her feet
but she's fairly discreet
and it's rarely if ever seen.

 

There once was a girl named Doreen
a tacticool killing machine,
From old Mother Russia
She'd reach out and touchya
and quielty swap magazines.

 

There was once a girl named Doreen,
I did her

 

Get. Out. Now.

 

There once was a girl named Doreen,
Doreen is now Darrell

 

But she can't pee in north caroleen

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There once was a girl named Doreen
who loved to crack & was mean.
She met Olde Gadabout
who looked quite stout
and he proceeded to crack out her spleen.

Curt (Gadabout) Gillock

 

There once was a girl named Doreen
Who wouldn't suck c*ck, she was so mean
"I won't gluckchkgurglegukguk
Arghuckgulkhigglekkchgukgukguk" she said
And never again made such a scene.

 

There once was a girl named Doreen.
With a beautiful twin sibling Maxine.
Trailer park raised and long since weaned,
Neither could be judged as any way mean.
Both being obsessed with hard young wang.
They loved lying center to bang with a gang.

Nights and nights of trailer park thrill,
Impressing dozens with their excessive skill.
Eventually deciding to charge for their wares.
Both made hundreds for each night’s affair.
Evenings passed accompanied by multiple males,
Neither tired regardless of size impaled.

Enter an Oldguy of capitalist intention,
Propositioning an idea of monumental invention,
The twins being obsessed with his huge sinewy bulge,
He’d care for them forever and sometimes indulged.
They being the reason Oldguy afforded his daily grub,
While spending his time surfing Carolina Shooters Club.

 

I think we have a Longfellow Award winner here. @Oldguy

See what i did there?

 

I'm not sure but I think you may have accomplished more wit with one line there FG.
Thanks Bud.

 

Okay, I gotta. ( Dammit), I apologize in advance.


There once was a Girl named Doreen
who's chamber was ever so clean;

She'd come nuzzle your muzzle with her face like a puzzle
T'was the damndest thing you'd ever seen!

She was a Reliable, pliable queen, our mobile and noble
Doreen. ...

With times like a clock, she would rub on your stock
at least twice daily ( my meaning you'll glean).

She would dance slow and mingle, but stayed for-ever single;
Never caught one, if you know what I mean?

Cause Doreen had a glitch, a minor small hitch ;
that kept ring fingers barren and clean,

Clean like a whistle with her soft down of thistle,
But

In truth she was kind of a bitch.

 

This is an actual ad FYI soooooooo bump.

 

There once was a he/she named Doreen,hanging around bst she was seen,wanting to make the most of chdamns post, and I don't mean the one that you read.

 

Bump.

Someone needs this gun.