An octogenarian, Conner,
Found a willing young thing and climbed on 'er.
Then all things went black
And his pecker went slack,
I'm reporting that Conner's a goner.
Found a willing young thing and climbed on 'er.
Then all things went black
And his pecker went slack,
I'm reporting that Conner's a goner.
I thought that upon death, he'd get rigor mortis...
ReplyDeleteI think rigor mortis takes an hour or so to set in. In Conner's case, he had come and gone... :-)
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