Writers Block Blog. Incantations.

Every once and a while nothing note worthy happens to me. The blog war has retreated and it is now time to renew the blogs. Unfortunately, I am barren of ideas, but I hold one magical weapon that may allow me to unleash a blog of epic proportions not yet visited here.

It is my rather obvious insanity that allows me to initiate stories of  incredulity and comfumdity , that has been known to entertain throngs of individuals throughout the ages.

Tonight you will witness this phenomenon as special guests, into a mind, not yet understood, harnessed or appreciated. Tonight you will enter the head of Letemdangle. Be not afraid, the trip has a beginning and an ending. All precautions and safety standards have been met and trauma professionals are on duty.


Sickory, Dickory, Doc feasted upon a  sock. Sickory's tooth, infested with cock, bled to death, and dribbled on my frock.

Jack be horny and Jill be tight, up the hill, we'll fuck tonight. Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jill is fucking John tonight.

One two suckle my poo
Three, four, fuck that whore
Five, six, kill the pricks
Seven, eight, lay them straight
Nine, ten, a big fat Ben
Eleven, twelve, dig and delve
Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-snorting
Fifteen, sixteen, maids in bed
Seventeen, eighteen, maids a humpin'
Nineteen, twenty, my plate's empty.

Uploaded 08/03/2011
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