There once was a man from Nantucket He ate tater tots from a bucket When the tots were all gone and the ketschup licked up All he could say was "fuck it"!
He then roamed the town of Nantucket Carrying his empty bucket A fair maiden came by and glanced in his bucket All she could say was "fuck it"
Hand in hand they strolled the town of Nantucket Hoping to fill the tater tot bucket No tots were to be found So they laid on the ground and in 9 months there was a tot in the bucket.
Not potatoes mixed with vegetable oil but a future tot that just might 'dominate' Nantucket.
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There once was a man from Nantucket
ReplyDeleteHe ate tater tots from a bucket
When the tots were all gone
and the ketschup licked up
All he could say was "fuck it"!
He then roamed the town of Nantucket
Carrying his empty bucket
A fair maiden came by and glanced in his bucket
All she could say was "fuck it"
Hand in hand they strolled the town of Nantucket
Hoping to fill the tater tot bucket
No tots were to be found
So they laid on the ground
and in 9 months there was a tot in the bucket.
Not potatoes mixed with vegetable oil but a future tot that just might 'dominate' Nantucket.