Submitted by stu on Mon, 29/10/2007 - 12:45.
A cake in the shape of Phil Collin's face,
Haunts my dreams and makes me wet the bed.
My therapy:
Each week I bake a cake,
In the shape of Peter Gabriel's arse.
My therapist says I'm improving.
But I think he just likes cake.
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