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Post by Mayberry on Nov 29, 2007 6:52:04 GMT -5
This is much akin to self-administering a daily dose of strychnine, FYI.
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A fellow named William did query and proposed this singular theory: if he were to fall, you'd say, "Give it your all! Guilt and shame make your thinking quite bleary!"
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In the words of the immortal Bob Marley, "Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!"
Over & out. TEJ
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Post by sawyer on Nov 29, 2007 9:09:37 GMT -5
Or as my friends told me on my street hockey team after being slammed unconscious into the boards - "Aw, get up and rub some dirt on it! Walk it off!"
However, Mayberry put it a little more eloquently.
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Post by somedude on Nov 29, 2007 10:25:48 GMT -5
At first I thought "limericks aren't my thing" but then through my brain an idea did ring Let old John have one and maybe he'll be done and return to talk about recover-ing
Wow, I need practice at writing limericks. Don't make me come back here!
Tim
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Post by Mayberry on Nov 29, 2007 14:46:29 GMT -5
Sawyer advised, "Are you hurt? Just get up & rub on some dirt! Stand up like a man and walk toward a plan! Don't lay there like a wet shirt." * * Footnote: This is a very (ahem) liberal paraphrasing of what Sawyer actually said in Reply #1141, and for that, I apologize to Sawyer. I'd apologize to you, JohnG, if you were actually HERE to apologize to. You're not here, and I'm not really sorry, so that balances nicely, don't you think? A fellow known as somedude, Thought limericks far from rude, so he rallied his brain cells and sharpened his pencils and wrote one. It wasn't lewd.* * A fact for which we all give thanks, as we'd hate for him or anyone else to be banned for writing bad verse. Being banned for flaming, well, that's one thing. But getting kicked off the board for POETRY, especially if you're a dude...that would just be, like, BEYOND SHAMEFUL! Goofy mood. My sincere apologies. TEJ
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Post by Johannes on Nov 29, 2007 15:04:36 GMT -5
And this serves you right, John--your house thread used to be the happy board thread, and now that you're away, we're turning your serious journal into a happy madhouse. (I'll be back with a limerick later tonight.) Perhaps, on a more serious note, you're reading this thread and crying because you feel you're so deep in the acting-out rut that you can't reach out to us, and take part in the joy of life, awful poetry and all. But you can. You really can. And we *are* waiting for your return limerick. Let's all recover! Yay!!!!!! --Johannes ps: mayberry--very glad I made you laugh....
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Post by Johannes on Nov 29, 2007 21:55:44 GMT -5
I told my students about Haiku today. You know, 5, 7, 5 syllables, nature imagery, etc.
Beautiful meadow A good man living in Spain John G, please come back.
And let's all recover, okay?
Johannes
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Post by MrOuch on Nov 30, 2007 1:27:39 GMT -5
While late-night online Christmas shopping By John G's journal I'm stopping Children in bed Sugarplum visions in head And John G's journal is degrading into a morass of bad poetry, well wishing, and hijacking.
And for haikus (apologies to JohnG and Johannes)
Give me one of them egg mac sandwiches to go them babies are good
MrOuch
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Post by Elphie WWOTW on Nov 30, 2007 2:42:04 GMT -5
FINE.
Flying monkeys it is...
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Post by Mayberry on Nov 30, 2007 7:09:59 GMT -5
You've got grown men writing haiku in a desperate bid to reach you. Now you've REASON for shame. Journey back here again; I promise, we *mostly* still like you.
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Oy vey.
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Still holding you in prayer and praying also that Elphie's flying monkeys will, in one broad axe-stroke, cut through whatever stands between you and return, as the verse seems to be proving a much slower recovery medicine. TEJ
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Post by LookingUp on Nov 30, 2007 13:53:17 GMT -5
I'll try my hand at coaxing you back to NP:
There was an American in Spain whose addictions did bring him much pain he quit drinking boozies stopped watching the floozies and now he's all happy again.
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Post by Mayberry on Nov 30, 2007 18:22:04 GMT -5
Mr. Ouch's dratted haiku will not get out of my brain. Here's another (vile, feeble, disgusting) attempt at both exorcising his verse and crying out for your return.
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If it was your face you were stuffin' with dose after dose of McMuffins, you might hear, loud and clear, kind advice in your ear. Yes, we know porn addiction's a tough one.
Yes, you've slipped, and you feel great dread.... But a word to the wise? You're not dead. The power to break chains, change, and re-commit to abstain, is before you, my friend. Enough said.
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Post by Mayberry on Dec 1, 2007 11:51:28 GMT -5
To JohnG: I'm curious what you think, friend. Should I write limericks without end? Please drop me a line and save me this time... Failing that, you might send a stipend? *** Still holding you in prayer. I'm beginning to think in cheesy rhymes now, and trying to avoid the word Nantucket. I have also thought about holding "The Best Recovery Limerick" competition, with a prize of $50 to be donated to the board in honor of the person who comes up with the best one. Only you can stop this madness (okay, well, I can stop MY madness, but why should you be all alone in yours? ) TEJ Edited to add: I started the "Best (or is that worst) Recovery Limerick Thread". See, brother? You're still doing the board good, even though you've gone walkabout. Still, I'd love to see you come back in time to enter and win. Chin up.
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Post by Mayberry on Dec 2, 2007 8:18:06 GMT -5
JohnG, are you feeling quite lonely? Do you think that we'll think you're a phony? "I fell, so I'll stay away. It's hopeless; I've nothing to say." Thinking like that is quite full of bologna.
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Still holding you in prayer, friend. TEJ
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Post by Johannes on Dec 2, 2007 13:15:50 GMT -5
I'm drawing strength from today's limerick. Thanks, Mayberry.
Let's all recover,
Johannes
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Post by Mayberry on Dec 3, 2007 7:04:34 GMT -5
"Ignore your teeth & they'll go away", a dentist's bumper sticker did say. Seems to me, same holds true for recovery. How 'bout you? You've got tools. Please use 'em today.
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Still holding you in prayer, friend. TEJ
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