Useless Thread™ - LAST PERSON TO POST WINS!

[badblood]

I did the same thing, that and I had to pay some people back.

[Tony Blitz]

this guy has been stuck in a bottle swimming in pepsi for 28 hours, do you think that's torture? would a fly be smart enough to understand he's suffering and stuck?

[Tony Blitz]

hows this for a rap;

wanna rap battle? tell me who to smother;
im here to dazzle, even ladies like rapunzel;
heed my warning, y'all are ripe for the taking;
Ya know i can be unrelenting, and for you thats not promising.

(lol, just kidding)

***** wants to step up to the plate,
punk ass mad cause I'm banging his mate,
battling tony you really are outofline,
strapped like a motha****a don't make me clock my 9

OOOOOOOO!!!!!

[badblood]

I dont think flies think.

[badblood]

Just a little somethin somethin.

[Tony Blitz]

I'm kind of tempted to release him in a little box with a nice set up buffet for him then give him a bath and let him go

[outofline]

tell you 'bout yo mommie, turn and twist her like a tsunami
when she slept, oh poor tony, she game me all yo money
thats what you get, for messing with an overmatch
top it off with a piroutte, slamdunk, game, set, match.

(hows that son)

[badblood]

What,_I fight light-saber- tooth-tigers on astroids with battle droids wearing suites, strangled by their bow tie fighters getting pulled tighter round their necks_this aint no star trek, space nine babylon 5 style next ****,_ this is a star war run for the exit or an escape pod or stay and have your neck split, I cause death by the force or by red neon sword, I'm bored of fighting spaceships with no one as strong as me on board, so I hijake x_wing fighters for fun, and joy ride hover cars and wish upon deaf'death stars', that can still hear music in their galaxy, I 'skywalk' space tight-ropes and keep balancing. Eye a jedi-knight to fight, in space it's always night, and no-one can hear you scream, I'm your worst nightmare, beating me is your dream.

I need a better rhyme.

[Tony Blitz]

it sucked I hated it throw it in garbage. Here I wrote this song just for you

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Tony Blitz Pimp Room

[badblood]

The Eagles??