Bobby Lee Goosey
So On and So Forth
and So and So and Such and Such
So On and So Forth went to see So and So. They had a talk
about such and such. So On and So Forth said that such and such was so, but So
and So said that was certainly not so. So On and So Forth demurred, saying that
such and such was so, and that, furthermore, So and So was a silly,
imbecilic so and so. Then So and So blew his top and called So On and So Forth
a stupid son of a So and So, in fact, such a dumb such and such that he can’t
tell his own such and such from a hole in the ground.
With that they came to blows. So On and So Forth backhanded
So and So to the noggin, and then So and So kicked So On and So Forth right in
the fat such and such. After that the fight was over; they dusted each other
off and made up. They were friends again. So On and So Forth said such and
such, and So and So agreed that such and such was so. So and So said, sorry, he
really didn’t think that So On and So Forth was a stupid son of a So and So,
and he was sorry for having said so. He knew, in fact, So On and So Forth’s
Daddy, and he knew that So On and So Forth’s Daddy was a pistol, and that,
therefore, So On and So Forth was a fine Son of a Gun.
So it always goes whenever So On and So Forth goes to visit
So and So. Maybe So and So is not really a silly, imbecilic sod of a so and so,
and maybe So On and So Forth is not really a stupid son of a So and So, but one
thing is for sure: they both are really wimpy dolts and twits.


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