Of all Job’s many afflictions, one particular affliction still endures. Read on.
All in Poems
Poem: If Only...
I need my phone! I really, really need my phone!
Poem: Natural Man
I’m not afraid of hellfire anymore…
Poem: Fart Doctor
Is there a doctor in the house? Because someone seems to be very ill.
Poem: Everything I Know About Death
It’s a swift kick in the nuts — except when it’s a slow kick …
Poem: Pooping Bird (Or Karmic Payback for Playing Surfing Bird for Twenty Minutes on the Eat-a-Burger Jukebox)
Karmic payback for the time we played Surfing Bird on the Eat-a-Burger jukebox for twenty minutes straight.
Poem: The Second Coming
Looking for Jesus? Beware: he’s sneaky. Read on.
Poem: Fart Butler
Someday when my ship comes in, I’ll finally have all that I want.
Poem: The Radio Man
His trade is confidence and sound effects. He’s the Radio Man.