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Post by breakingfree on Dec 11, 2007 11:31:07 GMT -5
There was a limerick contest that many thought PHAT Blackspiral and Charlie had it down pat Unfortunately they tied Both of them cried, " why do we have to share that hat".
bf (winner of two Tiger's- a dubious honor at best, but at least I don't have to share a hat)
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Post by Mayberry on Dec 11, 2007 13:44:17 GMT -5
Charlie: BlackSpiral gets the backordered hat, and you get the backordered t-shirt.
BreakingFree: You get the golden pen with leatherette carrying case (also backordered) for your Mayberry's favorite "See the light" limerick (see post #107). I don't know what kind of backordered glim-glam Tiger's got to accompany his awards, but I'm waiting with bated breath for my own. Probably some sort of mittens to slow down my posting?
Does the madness EVER stop? Probably not. J
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Post by breakingfree on Dec 11, 2007 14:32:02 GMT -5
Hmm, if it is coming from Tiger, probably a gold plated muzzle.
I tried that-didn't help. Also tried sitting on my hands-didn't help, pecked out my posts with my nose. Hmm, maybe why some of my limericks smelled, hee,hee!
bf
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Post by dazednconfused on Dec 11, 2007 15:36:44 GMT -5
hey mayberry- don't I get anything? modified to add: I didn't get a "tiger" so I guess I am TOL (tiger out of luck). Oh well. Then again, I might get edited for my request
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Post by Mayberry on Dec 12, 2007 9:06:37 GMT -5
Dazed: You bet! First, you get my sincere thanks for bumping the old CV thread, which made me laugh out loud. And, how's this: Mayberry's Choice Award for Best Limerick that Invited a Disgusting Response and TMI, While, at the Same Time, Being Completely Gentle and Non-Flaming! (reply #80) there once was a guy breakingfree who left this board only to pee he wrote limerick and proses so others would knows how fun recovery could be Honestly, I enjoyed every last one of these limericks (and the non-limericks too). It was a hoot, and a welcome diversion and getting-to-know-you time.
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Post by breakingfree on Dec 12, 2007 9:11:57 GMT -5
I'm still going through limerick withdrawal. This thread doesn't seem to be a the verge of dying anytime soon. Maybe in 6 months you can drop another post into it, "Limerick Contest Time Again"!!
bf
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Post by dazednconfused on Dec 12, 2007 9:19:04 GMT -5
there once was a guy breakingfree who couldn't let the limericks just be whether a recovery tool or just to be cool he couldn't stop making us "hee hee" Mayberry: Your descriptiona nd Award truly made me LOL. Thanks Maybe we should just keep limericking away? ?
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Post by Mayberry on Dec 12, 2007 9:31:03 GMT -5
BF: You think you can go six months without? Hmmm. I'll give it some thought! J
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Post by Curious Voyager on Dec 12, 2007 9:37:19 GMT -5
Not a lermirck but an old one I wrote that buried somewheer in the archives here.
There was a fellow from Nantucket Who kept his problems in a bucket
He was alone and in his place Afraid of mirrors, might see his face
He wandered about in dark of night Every sound gave him a terrible fright
Happened upon a dog sound asleep Poked the dog with a stick, the creep
The dog arose and looked quite pissed Said man! this dog don’t like being dissed
Clamped down on the man’s crotch Sure took that dude down a notch
There was a fellow from Nantucket Who spoke with a very high pitch
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Post by Curious Voyager on Dec 12, 2007 9:43:47 GMT -5
one last oldie which is also somewhere many pages back that I worte
There once was a man named Jakar Who just couldn’t get very far He was addicted to things he shouldn’t Tired hard to quit them but couldn’t He tired every sort of charm and cure Never understood their failure for sure Then he awoke from deep in his sleep And realized that he had been but a sheep To evil men and their scheming ways And had wasted so many of his precious days Pursuing things that he knew he shouldn’t And trying to stop but he just wouldn’t Hopeless and shattered beyond all belief He looked around desperately for any relief He stumbled on a board with others of his kind And slowly began to regain his proper mind With work and effort he restored his face To reflect in the mirror in its proper place Grins replacing the grimaced looks of pain And he continues to post to keep himself sane
and in his recovery never forgetting this goal to reach out a hand to his brothers still trapped in that hole and while the vain and weary and ego driven may rule remind them all Jakar, this board is but a tool and to those tired sufferers who have entered the fray this is a place of pain and healing, not a place to play
and still he remains yet another year, another day in the this place of pain, sorrow, and dismay Jakar a changed and blessed man still having needs Often cursing, blustering, giving, sometimes he pleads adding what little he can in his often hostile way he adds his red to what purples and greens have to say
Jakar De Thelologious Tyrannus Obscurious on the road south from Hell sends greeting to those north bound travelers who know not what awaits them there.
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