What I Got For ChristmasA Poem by Randy Johnson
When I asked my wife what I was getting for Christmas, she kicked me in the balls.
That wasn't what I wanted for Christmas, that wasn't what I wanted at all. When she kicked me down there, she said "Merry Christmas, mother ******". When it came to choosing a good wife, I really blew it, I sure was a sucker. I learned that she had taken out a million dollar life insurance policy on me. It was the night before Christmas and my wife put rat poison in my tea. But I had already found the insurance policy and I poured the tea down the drain. I had the b***h committed, she'll be wearing a straight jacket for Christmas because I had her declared insane. When she kicked me in the nuts, it gave her pleasure when she saw me fall. When I asked what I was getting for Christmas, I got a swift kick in the balls.
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StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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