Do you think Shel Silverstein ever dabbled in diddling?

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

Those fucking stupid poem books meant a lot to me as a young Abeling. But I was taking a shit and looking at the author blurb and Shel Silverstein kind of fits my "judge a book by it's cover" pedo assessment.

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

He wrote so many songs I like. I love Dr. Hook.

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

I don't even know if he wrote this, it's just a good song.

 

[Torque’sHeadBump]

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

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Jewgger

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

Shel's Rapeboat, more like.

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

Their whole druggie act was mostly a show and then they turned into cheese dick fags in the 80s and just did a bunch of gay love songs for gay people.

 

[Farmer Brown]

He wrote so many songs I like. I love Dr. Hook.

He wrote "A Boy Named Sue."

 

[Farmer Brown]

He wrote "A Boy Named Sue."

The B side is called, "Somebody Stole My Rib." (Really)

 

[Farmer Brown]

You might be on to something though. Lyrics to the sequel of a boy named Sue, "Father of a Boy Named Sue:"




OK, now, many years ago, I wrote a song called "A Boy Named Sue",
And, that was OK and everything except, then I started to think about it, and I thought, It is unfair.
I am, I am loking at the whole thing from te poor kid's point of view.
And as I get more older and more fatherly, I began to look at things from old men's point of view.
So, I decided to give the old man equal time. OK, here we go...
Yea, I left home when the kid was three
And it sure felt good to be fancy free
Though I knew it wasn't quite the fatherly thing to do
But that kid kept screaming and throwing up
And pissing his pants till I had enough
So just for revenge I went and named him Sue
Yeah!
It was Gatlinburg in mid July
I was gettin drunk but gettin by
Gettin old and going from bad to worse
When through the door with an awful scream
Come the ugliest queen I've ever seen
He says, "My name is Sue, how do you do?"
Then he hits me with his purse
Now this ain't the way he tells the tale
But he scratched my face with his fingernails
And Then he bit my thumb
And kicked me with his high heel shoe
So I hit him in the nose and he started to cry
And he threw some perume in my eye
And it sure ain't easy fightin an old boy named Sue
So I hit him in the head with a cane back chair
And he screamed, "Hey dad, you mussed my hair!"
And he hit me in the navel and knocked out a piece of my lint
He was spittin blood, I was spittin teeth
And we crashed through the wall and out into the street
Kickin and gouging in the mud and the blood and the creame de menthe
Then out of his garter he pulls a gun
I'm about to get shot by my very own son
He's screaing about Sigmnd Freud and looking grim - woo
So I thought fast and I told him some stuff
How I named him Sue just to make him tough
And I guess he bught it cause now I'm living with him
Yeah he cooks and sews and cleans up the place
He cuts my hair and shaves my face
And irons my shirts better than a daughter could do
And on nights that I can't score
Well, I can't tell you any more
But it sure is a joy to have a boy named Sue
Yeah a son is fun but it's joy to have a boy named Sue!

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

He wrote "A Boy Named Sue."

It's kind of why I've forever tied him to this place. The bizarre shit that's happened here and on reddit over the years is like a Jewish Shel Silverstein song. Seems too cartoonishly exaggerated to be real, but it is.

Except the jury's still out on whether or not Shel Silverstein diddled.

 

[Andy Elliott]

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

Case closed.

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

He may not diddle, but he does show it at the beach.

 

[NortheastPhilly]

He claimed to have slept with thousands of women. Odds are a young boy slipped in there when he wasnt paying attention

 

[Smeckler's Powder]

I believe he dibbled in dabbling.

 

[ミスタースパーコル]

He claimed to have slept with thousands of women. Odds are a young boy slipped in there

from behind.