A Text from Dodgey.....

Out of the blue i receive a text message from the Dodge, yes everyone's favorite booze hound........



Hi pearcy.
I'm gonna write you some poems now and then 4 ur blog because i love you.

this poem is entitled

special.
By simon dodge.

retard retard u have dribble on ur chin,
retard retard u look like u drank 5 kegs of gin,

retard retard its ok, ur special,
retard retard um dude ur heads not on level.

retard retard u cant catch a ball,
retard retard watch out 4 that completely flat piece of ground there we wouldn't want u 2 fall,

retard retard u ok? u dont look fantastic,
retard retard wait no ur a spastic

the end.



God Bless His Cotten Socks.