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Family feud after finding out about Alabama.
There once was a man who beat his wife, And before he even knew it, he ended her life. His hands were a mess, all red and bloody, He had to find somewhere to hide the body.
Fork pierces the flesh. Guided by hunger's demand, Savoury feast waits.
Tines dig deep within, Seeking the sustenance craved, A mealtime delight.
Belly grumbles loud, Yearning for nourishment's touch, Fork answers the call.
Food on the platter, Fork dances with anticipation, To satiate hunger's plea.
Digestion begins, Fork's journey now complete, Nourishing the soul.
Why does the fork go? To bring joy to empty hearts, Satiating needs.
In the stomach's depths, Fork finds purpose and solace, A culinary bond.
With each mealtime tale, The fork carves memories deep, In stomachs it rests.
What movie do all orphans find relatable?
Spiderman: No Way Home.
When I self-harmed one day, my mother told me that it cut her deep. We both found that very amusing.
I've got a job defusing landmines.
It's difficult, but hopefully soon I'll find my feet.
A zebra couldn't find any grass. Then he saw a monkey cooking. He thought to steal a little, but he was burned in the fore, and the smoke was all over him. But when he went to the ocean, it was still there, and zebras are stuck in this style forever.
You know if you go to Wal-Mart, and go to the milk section, you might just find your dads.
If I ever find the doctor who screwed up my limb replacement surgery... I’ll kill him with my bear hands.
I was playing hide-n-seek with my dad and he hid, but I could never find him till this day.
No wonder why I can't find you. You're in the trash bin.
Frank Bulgin is freaky bold, A man with a spirit untamed, untold. With eyes that pierce through the darkest night, He walks a path that's far from light.
His steps are loud, his presence strong, A force of nature, where he belongs. Through the chaos, he finds his way, Leaving footprints that never fade.
A rebel soul, unafraid to speak, His words drip with passion, so unique. He dances with danger, embraces the unknown, Challenging limits, into the wild he's thrown.
No rules can bind him, no walls can contain, Frank Bulgin sets fire to the mundane. He paints the sky with vibrant hues, A kaleidoscope of dreams he pursues.
In his mind, a symphony of thoughts, An artist's palette, where inspiration is sought. He weaves words like a masterful bard, Creating tapestries that leave us marred.
With each verse, he unravels his soul, Unveiling the depths that make him whole. His poetry, a window to his essence, A glimpse into a world of fearless presence.
Frank Bulgin is freaky bold, A maverick, a legend yet to be told. His spirit roams, forever untamed, A beacon of courage, never to be tamed.
Why couldn’t the guy make bubbles?
He couldn’t find the right solution.
What do you call a Mexican who can’t find the bar?
Barlos.
What's the number one thing in an orphan's search history?
"How to find a family."
Did you know Disney is making a movie for suicidal people?
They're calling it Finding Emo.
My mum said not to walk the streets because I won't find home the next day. I was an orphan.
Your dad went to get the milk, but he was actually trying to find his father. He wasn't there.
I got in trouble in school today. The teacher said, "I'm gonna call your parents!"
I said, "Let me know when you find them." <3
Where do you find an orphan? Just look for your mum.