Dice: You want a rhyme? I know I do rhymes. You want a f*cking rhyme?
Crowd: Hickory-dickory
Dice: Hick-ory, Dick-ory.
*puff on cigarette*
Hickory Dickory Dock
Your WIFE was sucking my cock
The clock struck two
I dropped my goo
I kicked the f*ckin' bitch down the block.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Andrew Clay (he has renounced the Dice) crying on Arsenio Hall's couch. Just having this public breakdown, confessing loneliness and all that.
A lesson there? For the Dice-emulating guys on the board?
One more thing, re the rhymes: I used to teach high school. As far as that um "style of literature" goes, I've seen better (wittier, more clever) from 16-year-olds whose "work" I had to confiscate because--dammit I'm teaching here.
Andrew Clay (he has renounced the Dice) crying on Arsenio Hall's couch. Just having this public breakdown, confessing loneliness and all that.
A lesson there? For the Dice-emulating guys on the board?
One more thing, re the rhymes: I used to teach high school. As far as that um "style of literature" goes, I've seen better (wittier, more clever) from 16-year-olds whose "work" I had to confiscate because--dammit I'm teaching here.
haha..I never claimed that The Dice man was intelligent or that his humour was great...but, back in his day, I got a chuckle out of it....I think what made it more funnier was how insulted alot of ppl got....