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losperlan => Mrs. McGruder's House => Topic farted by: deadmouseclock on February 02, 2007, 06:50:39 PM

Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: deadmouseclock on February 02, 2007, 06:50:39 PM
Bent double, like old wankers under sacks,  
Knock-kneed, wanking like hags, we wanked through sludge,  
Till on the haunting flares we wanked on our backs  
And towards our distant rest began to wank.  
Men marched wanking. Many had lost their boots  
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all wanking;  
Drunk with wanking; deaf even to the hoots  
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that wanked behind.

Wank! Wank! Quick, boys! –  An ecstasy of fumbling,  
Massaging the clumsy helmets just in time;  
But someone still was yelling out and wanking,  
And wanking like a man in fire or lime . . .  
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,  
As under a green sea, I saw him wanking.  
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,  
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, wanking.  

If in some smothering dreams you too could wank  
Behind the wagon that we wanked him in,  
And watch the white eyes wanking in his face,  
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of wanking;  
If you could hear, at every jolt, the sperm  
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted genitals,  
Obscene as wanking, bitter as the wank.  
Of vile, incurable sperm on innocent tongues,  
My friend, you would not wank with such high zest  
To children ardent for some desperate wanking,  
The old Lie; Wanke et Wankorum est  
Pro patria Wanki.
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: FluxCapacitorClock on February 02, 2007, 10:53:03 PM
STANLEY YELNATS
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: LeekClock on February 05, 2007, 10:00:19 AM
I laughed until tears streamed down my face

genius
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: buttplug on February 05, 2007, 10:03:00 AM
:eek:
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: CelticKnotClock on February 09, 2007, 05:27:16 PM
:fifen:
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: buttplug on February 09, 2007, 07:00:31 PM
So did someoine change the half of the words to wanking or is it supposed to be like that.
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: deadmouseclock on February 10, 2007, 06:23:46 AM
Quote from: Buttplug;691618So did someoine change the half of the words to wanking or is it supposed to be like that.

Here is the original you uneducated cretin
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: camoclock is a great man on February 10, 2007, 06:47:35 AM
O hi deadmouse.
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: RobertSmithClock on February 14, 2007, 04:13:46 AM
that was amazing
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: TequilaClock on March 01, 2007, 12:29:47 PM
Where the fuck have you been?
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: SnakeClock on March 01, 2007, 01:58:58 PM
Pro patria Wanki.

Classic.
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: strawclock on March 03, 2007, 07:08:14 PM
Quote from: Star Man;714376I wanked to this

ITS JUST A WHAT BITCH?
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: Silly Putty Clock on March 04, 2007, 03:26:11 AM
Quote from: Star Man;714376I wanked to this

Every time I see your sig, I laugh. Then I look at your avatar and laugh some more. "It's a lot of applesauce now, bud!"
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: CrustClock on March 27, 2007, 01:10:43 PM
hehee

what happened to deadmouseclock anyway? :(
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: TomatoClock on March 27, 2007, 10:46:51 PM
[FLASH]http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/7313/gemsweatuhqb0.swf[/FLASH]
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: PentagramClock on April 13, 2007, 01:45:27 AM
Dude, I'm so fucking drunk.  I feel like vodka is going to come out of my asshole and rape you up the ass. Seriously, I'm drunk, but I can type when I'm drunk. My anus is choding all over the place when I fuck the cockbird and eat shit and cunt dkgadsjap Fuck my asshole rape cunt shit. Im drunk. I've never been this drunk. I've never been this drunk. They say that in stream of conciousness writing that you should write what I am thinking because I am a fuck bo'skh;d/. God I am drunk. Eat shit and die you fucking cunt. I'll kill you,


BURN
FOR I AM ODIN

RAPIST CUNT ASSHOLE

PENIS UIN YOUR CRANIUM
FUCK MY ASSGIKE

Lo, tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years
An angel throng bewinged, bedight
All veiled, and drowned in tears
Sit in a theater

ANAL SEX

rape my asshole

Stop mking such shitty music while I am drunk
It is bad for my immune system
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: WrenchClock on April 19, 2007, 11:32:18 AM
I FIND THIS HAY-LARIOUS
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: Biohazard on May 08, 2007, 03:30:28 PM
orgasmic
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: UnrealClock on May 23, 2007, 09:07:40 PM
Quote from: TomatoClock;752639Awsome

Mr. Tomato, is it odd that when I see this, all that comes to mind is some dreadfully happy thread about me?
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: TwistClock on September 01, 2007, 03:59:28 AM
lol!
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: VCRClock on February 09, 2008, 02:05:00 AM
Bumping this thread because Wilfred Owen was an influential 20th-century poet

also this thread was stickied a while ago so you guys aren't allowed to complain
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: d u m p y on February 09, 2008, 02:23:31 AM
we miss you, deadmouse
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: buttplug on June 21, 2009, 09:57:06 PM
I wrote my final english paper this year on Owen.

This thread is so much funnier now.
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: WrenchClock on September 19, 2010, 03:59:09 PM
Bumping this because it was and still is amazing
Title: Wanking - By Wilfred Owen
Post by: buttplug on September 20, 2010, 04:47:34 PM
Fuck I have been looking for this thread
I tried rewriting it before but I thought the word was fap and not wank:

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we fapped through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to fap.
Men fapped asleep. Many had lost their boots
But fapped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fapping; deaf even to the slapping
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that fapped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! ââ,¬â€œ An ecstasy of fapping,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and fapping,
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him fapping.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, fapping.

If in some smothering dreams you too could fap
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the cum
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as fapping, bitter as the cum
Of vile, incurable faps on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate fapping,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.