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Array ( [sid] => 44998 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Porkchop Night [time] => 2004-04-26 23:23:44 [hometext] => When it's time to eat. LOOKOUT! [bodytext] => When the uncles and me,
sit down at the table
You get what you can,
while your able

The night they came over,
it would be a fight
Because for supper,
it's pork chop night

You see those chops,
with potatoes and gravy
Just have a taste,
that will drive you crazy

When we sat down to eat,
a thunderstorm came
But that very last chop,
was my only aim

As we all ate like pigs,
I sat in my seat
Now everythings gone,
but one piece of meat

I looked at them
and they looked at me
Can I get their first?,
will just have to see

With a crack of thunder
and the lights off like a pop
I reached with my fork,
to get that last chop

When the lights came back on,
I knew I was the man
Because all that they got,
was their forks in my hand

[comments] => 5 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 7 [informant] => skinsfan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )

Porkchop Night

Contributed by skinsfan on Monday, 26th April 2004 @ 11:23:44 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry

When the uncles and me,
sit down at the table
You get what you can,
while your able

The night they came over,
it would be a fight
Because for supper,
it's pork chop night

You see those chops,
with potatoes and gravy
Just have a taste,
that will drive you crazy

When we sat down to eat,
a thunderstorm came
But that very last chop,
was my only aim

As we all ate like pigs,
I sat in my seat
Now everythings gone,
but one piece of meat

I looked at them
and they looked at me
Can I get their first?,
will just have to see

With a crack of thunder
and the lights off like a pop
I reached with my fork,
to get that last chop

When the lights came back on,
I knew I was the man
Because all that they got,
was their forks in my hand

Copyright © skinsfan ... [ 2004-04-26 23:23:44]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Porkchop Night (User Rating: 1 )
by SuperAsh16 on Monday, 26th April 2004 @ 11:49:21 PM AEST
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real nice. i cracked up, man. good job

Re: Porkchop Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 12:05:59 AM AEST
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LMAO. Reminds me of our house when my sons were still home and all their friend would come over for dinner. Bunch of pigs!!!!!!

This is a riot.

Rita

Re: Porkchop Night (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 02:17:41 AM AEST
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~:*ouchies*:~

Re: Porkchop Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 04:32:27 AM AEST
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*grins*
Smart and cute.
Well done.

Re: Porkchop Night (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 01:12:09 AM AEST
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I got excellent visuals from this! took me back to childhood!

wildejohnny.

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