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Visual Intensity - Issue 4 (1994-05-29)(Dual 4Mat)(Disk 2 of 3).adf
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B O B ' S C O B B L E R S
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BY BOB "THE BOB" TESTICLES
{I{5 QC Advert Revisited
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Blerk: Quaffable colour
Bint: Quite cool
Blerk: Quintessential clarity
Bint: Dead tasty : Dyslexia
Blerk: Quite Tampax
{I{5 Sado-Masochism
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Ring, Ring
Ring, Ring
Hello Darling, It's me.
I'm going to be a little late home
this evening.
"I'm in bed and I've been waiting for
you for over an hour. I want us to
try some kinky stuff."
I'm sorry my darling, but I'm tied up
at work at the moment.
{I{5I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday
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I wish it could be Christmas everyday,
'cause I'm a greedy little bastard.
{I{5 Christmas At NASA
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Christmas Time,
Missiles, toe and wine.
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{I{5 Good King Wenceslas
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Incy Wincy Wenceslas,
Climbing on a scout,
Along came the rain,
What a nonce.
{I{5 Why Bother?
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If X = Quality,
Rearrange poem so x = 0.
Cow's stomach.
{I{5 The Angel Gabriel
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Sitting on high,
On a fluffy cloud,
With your golden harp,
Watching us down below,
Wishing you were still in Genesis.
{I{5 Archaeology
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Deep in Celtic hills,
Scientists found the answer,
Able now to decipher ancient writings,
Of the druids' toilet habits.
It's about one inch long,
And wrinkled.
They found the prunestone.
{I{5 Silly Old Bat
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The pink racquet used by Virginia
Wade,
An inflatable nocturnal flying rodent
(Circa 1940),
Gary Sober's green and blue spotted
cricket gear,
Your mother.
{ta{I{5 You Are What You Eat
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Some cakes in a bucket
{I{5 Atlantic Ocean
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See title
{I{5 The Doors
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1968, The Doors were arrested,
It later appeared that they were
framed.
{I{5 A Matter Of Decision
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Left in the gutter,
Alone and jilted,
For a single transgression,
Of course I deserve it.
I should have consulted her before
painting her.
Posterior blue.
{I{5 The Third Letter Of The Alphabet
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C title
{I{5 Upstairs, Downstairs
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Upstairs,
Downstairs,
Round and round the cowsheds,
Inside,
Outside,
Back and forth among the daisies,
Colonel Fortescue eschews the
competition and says:
"Verily, thou art the great poet,
But you have a higher output of balls,
Than a spherical object factory.
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{I{5 Yellow Submarine
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Command HQ: Attention all submarines.
We are now at a state of
war. Ready yourselves for
battle.
HMS Intrepid: Roger, HQ.
HMS Grissom: Roger, HQ.
HMS Enterprise: Roger, HQ.
HMS Beatles: Fuck that! We might
get torpedoed!
We're off.
{I{5 Cacti
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Oh dear,
My nechwear appears to be covered in
shite.
{I{5 Older Women
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He loved older women,
So he had a list of churches mentioned
in the Doomsday book,
And a shovel.
{I{5 Ode To Jim Morrisson
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Jim Morrisson,
An American poet,
That's a contradiction in terms to
start with.
{I{5 Autumn Flowers
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In the mists of autumn,
Small flowers bloom,
In woodland and pasture,
Debasing the gloom,
And I, Bob, wave my cock at the
current government.
{ta{I{5 Walls Of Jericho
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It is written,
In the Old Testament,
That Joshua started,
An ice-cream and sausages business,
In Jericho.
{I{5 The Mud People
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The mud people in the walls,
All day they sleep,
Until they detect movement near to the
walls,
Then they come out of their deep
slumber,
And get you.
They're after me,
They're coming out of the walls,
The walls are white,
And they're padded.
{I{5 Ode To Discoveries
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Sir William Herschel: Discovered the
seventh planet.
Marie Curie: Discovered radioactivity.
Sir Isaac Newton: Discovered gravity.
Bob Testicles: Discovered how to
magnetise custard.
{I{5 Born On The Fourth Of July
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Here I am,
Pinned down by enemy fire,
In a snake-infested jungle,
All I can hear is machine gun and
mortar fire,
And chattering in strange languages.
The sky is filled with helicopters,
And awash with tracer bullet streaks.
I'm not shopping at Toys 'R' Us again.
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