Once upon a time there was you.
Full of ideals and cleverness.
Then, the wall hit you.
And when you awoke.
And started to look around.
You found that you really hadn't ever been going anywhere.
this is a true story.
LOL WHUT?
I suddenly feel like remorselessly dying in a bed full of dead rose petals.
THREAD'S ALREADY IN THE CRAPPER. :lulz:
WELL, IT WAS BEFORE, BUT STILL...
Quote from: Idem on April 02, 2007, 12:49:32 PM
THREAD'S ALREADY IN THE CRAPPER. :lulz:
WELL, IT WAS BEFORE, BUT STILL...
Does that mean that I win, sorta?
dead puppies in the dumpster
your kitty in the well
your mother is drunk on the couch
your papa's in a cell
an ode or two
sitting on the beach
feeling the sun on my cheek
this dead seagull next to me
is really starting to reek
Quote from: The Dreadful Hours on April 10, 2007, 09:03:09 PM
dead puppies in the dumpster
your kitty in the well
your mother is drunk on the couch
your papa's in a cell
I like that one. Good meter.
Minutia: Personally, I think it'd flow better as "your mother's".
Oh oh, I want a go at stupid poems.
I had a a white son once.
Now he is black.
5 minutes to long
in the microwave.
one out of five
does not warrant half an ass
life seems peachy keen
especially when your girl
says that you were the best
too bad your name isn't Johnny
There's a baby in a bucket of bleach
On a shelf
Just out of my reach
I can't hear him scream
He's drowning
In chlorinated water.
once upon a time
i walked in on my mom doing the mailman
he told me to get lost
have you seen me?
one day this vegetarian pissed me off
so i put him through the meatgrinder
its raining again outside
my girl is getting stir crazy
apparently sixteen hours of hungry hungry hippos
doesn't constitue meaningful interaction
i fell off the wagon again
too bad i landed on my face
my mouth is all blistered and torn
i thought that stuff was an antiseptic
amongst the sneer and jeers
my skin will turn to steel
goddess bless my tears
and teach me how to feel
if life is about love
then conformity's a whore
but I'm not getting laid
I can't stand high school any more
Quote from: Professor Cramulus on June 21, 2007, 09:32:58 PM
if life is about love
then conformity's a whore
but I'm not getting laid
I can't stand high school any more
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
P.S. FUCK YUO MY MOM WAS KILLED BY HIGH SCHOOL
i'm staring into this cup of water
but it just sits there and bubbles
when i stick my pen in it
the pen gets wet
it
hurts
when
i
stand
to
pee
Quote from: The Dreadful Hours on April 11, 2007, 06:06:51 PM
an ode or two
sitting on the beach
feeling the sun on my cheek
this dead seagull next to me
is really starting to reek
Ahhhh .... this brings back sweet memories of growing up on the beaches of South Florida. I feel home sick ... or maybe just sick. <sniffle>
Quote from: The Dreadful Hours on June 04, 2007, 09:30:33 PM
its raining again outside
my girl is getting stir crazy
apparently sixteen hours of hungry hungry hippos
doesn't constitue meaningful interaction
Perhaps not, but if you saw the special by Hamish and Andy on REAL STORIES, Hungry Hungry Hippos could well be seen in the next Olympics in Beijing.
theres a purple guy
on my screen
hes nekkid with wings
i wish i had some pancakes
Quote from: The Dreadful Hours on June 28, 2007, 09:12:44 PM
theres a purple guy
on my screen
hes nekkid with wings
i wish i had some beer and popcorn
I had to fix that, if only because that is Nekkid Purple Winged dude watching ESSENTIALS.
lol thats hawt
Quote from: The Dreadful Hours on June 28, 2007, 09:12:44 PM
theres a purple guy
on my screen
hes nekkid with wings
i wish i had some pancakes
I wasn't really nekkid
I can show you the rest of the pic
Hang on just a minute
I gotta blur out my ....
<cough>
doesn't matter.
i lost my eyes in another thread
Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pron surfed, weak and weary,
over many a strange and spurious site of ' hot xxx galore'.
While i clicked my fav'rite bookmark,
suddenly there came a warning,
and my heart was filled with mourning,
mourning for my dear amour, "
'Tis not possible!", I muttered, " give me back my free hardcore!"
..... quoth the server, 404.
from the intarnet
too many cooks
spoil the brother
can you lend me a dime
how about a dozen?
you walk the fine line
don't trip over the daisies
as they are being pushed up
by my long dead corpse.
delicate
rose
hips
delicious
two
lips
the years had settled upon the roof
and the unyielding weight became too much
thus it collapsed
i have a much sunnier view now.
-hearing this, the man was enlightened.
you know it.
i try to move on
but i'm always held back
and when i look up
i have a hard time keeping it down
another lunch time ritual
ham and swiss and corn chips
i like how my girl cuts it into triangles
too bad she's cutting his meat now
This thread delivers! :mittens:
i enjoy the quiet comfort
of the uncomfortable disquiet
i made up my mind
long ago
obvious lack of creativity
muddy bump in the road
fornicating with my shocks and struts
fuck i forgot my shovel
Caffeine, sugar, dairy fat
Chemicals made in a vat
Hold the threat of sleep at bay
Keep me sane for one more day
Bagel with cream cheese,
I don't want to get fatter.
OMNOMNOMNOMNOM!
Writing lame Haiku
PeeDee weary of my shit
Blame Jack Kerouac!
Last one now, I swear.
Eris Bar and Grill drama:
Roger's head explodes!
frothy