Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Five Comatose Flarf Poets Found at Occupy Wall Street
During the raid on Occupy Wall Street, five Flarf poets were found comatose in a three-man tent. Authorities have refused to comment on the condition or whereabouts of the comatose poets. A woman, speaking on the condition of anonymity, said she believed that the poets had been meditating or reading each others poems aloud. The activity lasted all evening and through the night until the police arrived to end the occupation.
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I farted in a tent once as a boy scout and it really stunk.
There are a number of secret tent farting societies that are quite active. I like the fresh outdoors because its fresh. I did spend the night next to a tent farting contest and it was very amusing. I was upwind.
If you leave the flap open, the smell leaves the tent.
When I go fishing and there are four or five guys in the tent, I like to hang a few car air refreshers from the tent poles. Musk blends in with the outdoors.
Barrett,
Nice to meet up with you again. I went hunting and after a bean-around-the-camp-fire evening, (yes like Blazing Saddles) a bunch of us slept in the tent. During the night a rifle discharged. Scared the crap out of us. I think one of the hunters had an accident in their shorts and the tent was pretty rank by morning.
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