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Use your noodle,
Not your feet,
Chicken noodle soup,
Is really great to eat.
Tying nooses in all those noodles must be fun.
He obviously divided his alimony by 7, and got a multiple of $40.00
And a side of George W
Pork and Saddam not the Kuwaiti thing to do.
I don’t see any WMD’s here.
After eating the Saddam noodles, you may need a Ba’ath.
ODE TO A NOODLE
There’s a noodle in my lunch box,
It’s been there for a year.
It’s become an alien life-form,
And it fills me full of fear.
It eats up all my smoko,
And it’s getting big and fat,
One day I didn’t feed it,
And it ate my mother’s cat.
The noodle is aggressive,
Or that is how it seems
It worries me to death so,
That it dominates my dreams.
It’s absorbing all my thoughts,
And it’s governing my mind,
For it’s fast becoming me,
So our life-force is intertwined.
@DnT…I was under the impression, that he ate his noodles with Kurds, in a way.
@Shane: Did you look behind the Bush?
Hussein? Not Saddam!
I’m having Saddam over for dinner at Scuds and Suds.
Eating there was so damned insane.
A treat for your Chemical Ali-mentary canal!