You Lived Your Life Like A Pineapple In The Wind
by princessofheaven [ 28, F, Mumbai ]
HIEEEEEEEEE 
What would confuse a mentally challenged person?
Answer: A pineapple.
Confused…? I knew you would be!
HEHEHEHEEHEHE 
Have a Gr8888 Day..!!! 
Posted on: December 18, ‘07
by DraculVanHelsing  OnlineDon’t sit under the pineapple tree with anyone else but you anyone else but you Don’t sit under the pineapple tree with anyone else but you anyone else but you talk to yourself through and through because you’re both a pineapple and a nut too!
Posted on: December 18, ‘07 |
The Wild Lindsay Lohan Girl
The Wild Lindsay Lohan Girl
The Wild Lindsay Lohan Girl
A song written by Christopher
aka Dracul Van Helsing
July 25th, 2007
to the tune of the old Irish song
The Wild Colonial Boy
There was a wild Lindsay Lohan girl, Lindsay Lohan was her name
when it came to finding cocaine, she claimed she’d been framed
She was not doing dope, her car just went for a twirl
and dearly did the tabloids love the Wild Lindsay Lohan girl.
At the early age of sixteen years, she had more than a thousand beers
and to California traffic laws, she gave several bronx cheers
She went up on the sidewalk running over Patrolman Merle
a terror to the highways was the Wild Lindsay Lohan girl.
One fine evening as Lindsay rode along
she threw out the window her very thin thong
Three mounted troopers charged her down
this drunken airheaded clown
as she went out for a whirl
the trap was sprung to capture her
the Wild Lindsay Lohan girl.
Surrender now, Lindsay Lohan, you see it’s three to one
Surrender now Lindsay Lohan, a DUI isn’t fun
She threw two panties and a belt and cursed Officer Merle
I’ll scream and pout forever cried the Wild Lindsay Lohan girl.
She swore at trooper Kelly and almost ran him down
And charging on to Davis, he was forced to hit the ground
A bullet pierced through her bra as she ran down Officer Merle
and that’s the way they captured her, the Wild Lindsay Lohan girl.
FBI Raid Magician David Copperfield’s House
October 20, 2007 at 2:42 pm (Commentary, Humour, Satire, Songs)
Earlier today the FBI raided the warehouse of
world-famous magician and illusionist David Copperfield.
To honour this occasion, I’ve written a rap song about it.
So pretend I’m a gangsta rapper and here we go:
Does George Dubya Bush believe in pie in the sky?
let me ask you somethin’, do winged birds fly?
This Patriot Act legislation got to work
who you callin’ Dick Cheney a jerk?
You’re a traitor
anarchist agitator
should be fed to an alligator.
The authorities in power they protecting us
soon you’ll be strip searched boardin’ a bus
what’s the latest we do to defend the homeland
check those boys wearin’ the FBI brand
They’ve raided David Copperfield’s warehouse
and not because the agent in charge be a drunken souce.
No, they’ve had it on good authority that people disappear and reappear
Justice Department ask, don’t you think that’s queer?
Some people this guy do saw in half
he can also make vanish a gir-affe
as well as elephant and Lear jet
looks like we ain’t seen nothing yet.
Made the Statue of Liberty go poof!
He’s got guillotines under his roof.
So the FBI has got the evidence
amidst all this birdcage pestilence
oops! the evidence has disappeared like magic
we got to say that’s somewhat tragic
wonder what else he has under his sleeve
causing the U.S. Justice Department to grieve!
THE END.
-A rap song written by Christopher aka Dracul Van Helsing on October 19th, 2007
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