Somewhere between Columbus and Chicago

A haiku by Paul Djupe (somewhere near South Bend):

I likes me the Kate
Birthday in Chicago great
Topolobampo!

A haiku by TheKate:

TheKate needs to pee
don't want to stop in South Bend
although its the pits

Paul's haiku response:

Dark cows in the field
Kate reads her fun poetry
Urine must flow soon

Kate counters with:

Haikus are good things
Passing time while Paul drives
Counting his fingers

Paul's deep haiku (at exit 29 Michigan City / Westville Indiana):

Chocolate bitches
Phrase with infinite meaning
No one else knows what

Kate's one two jab:

Pee Pee everywhere
If we don't stop soon who knows
how long the smell lasts

Car upholstery
Is it absorbent or just a
flotation device?

Paul's Fart dyad:

I sit and I fart
Pappadums and diet coke
smells like chinese food

Sorry I'm farty
I cannot seem to help it
Smelt it? You dealt it.

At least an hour of haikus comprise the wang series (dedicated to Scooter McClurg):

With my twelve inch wang
and wearing these assless chaps
Clearly gauntlet's thrown

With my twelve inch wang
I wave it high in the air
and scare little kids

With my twelve inch wang
(of my whole family its true,
just ask Jennifer)

With my twelve inch wang
oh how I wish it were true
Mustard and onions

With my twelve inch wang
I will need a booster seat
to come to dinner

And finally:

We are almost there
I never thought I'd hear those words
and want to turn around