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Started by Doktor Howl, May 11, 2012, 12:46:04 AM

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Doktor Howl

Sing a song of six Phoxes,
A bottle full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds,  <--- RACISM!  OMG!
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,  <--- WHO THE FUCK OPENS A PIE?  NO.  YOU EAT IT.
The birds began to sing;     <--- Heat proof birds.
Wasn't that a dainty dish, 
To set before the king?       <--- Elvis would have been polite, and said thank you.
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money;      <--- Lies.  Elvis never thought about money.  He was nice, but dumb.
The queen was in the parlour,  <--- HOMOPHOBIA!
Eating bread and honey.       <---  DIABETES!
The maid was in the garden,  <---  Sexist roles enforced by the patriarchy!  UNNG!
Hanging out the clothes;   
When down came a blackbird  <--- MORE RACISM!
And pecked off her nose.  <---  OH, YEAH, BECAUSE THE BIRD WAS BLACK, RIGHT?
Molon Lube

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Doktor Howl

Molon Lube

Phox

:LULZ: I will have a suitable response tomorrow.

Doktor Howl

Molon Lube

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: Doktor Howl on May 11, 2012, 12:50:37 AM
Quote from: FUCK OFF on May 11, 2012, 12:49:40 AM
:lulz:

The mania of insufficient sleep and excessive stress never fails me.

It's just like magic, except it WORKS!
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Anna Mae Bollocks

I can't wait to see what he does with "Wee Willie Winkie".
Scantily-Clad Inspector of Gigantic and Unnecessary Cashews, Texas Division

Doktor Howl

#7
    East Coast Hustle met a pieman,
    Going to the fair;              <---  A "fair" is something done in Maine.  It involves mud, flies, and giant produce.
    Says Hustle to the pieman,
    Let me taste your ware.    <---  This wasn't actually a request.

    Says the pieman to Hustle,
    Show me first your penny;    <---- Fucking capitalists!
    Says Hustle to the pieman,
    Indeed I have not any.         <---- Truth.  ECH never carries anything smaller than a hundred dollar bill.

    So he beat the mortal shit out of the pieman and took his ipod
    And spent the next day erasing MCR songs.

   
Molon Lube

President Television

when I was
a young spag
the reverend
took me into a forum
to troll the wiccans, man
My shit list: Stephen Harper, anarchists that complain about taxes instead of institutionalized torture, those people walking, anyone who lets a single aspect of themselves define their entire personality, salesmen that don't smoke pipes, Fredericton New Brunswick, bigots, philosophy majors, my nemesis, pirates that don't do anything, criminals without class, sociopaths, narcissists, furries, juggalos, foes.

Phox

Doktor Howl,
With quite the scowl,
How does your back hair grow? <--- "Back hair" is, in fact, NOT metaphorical.
With silver nitrate, <--- Prevents VD from spreading to other people
And Chloral hydrate <----- To make the inevitable engulfing that much easier.
And skeletal parades all in a row. <---- Again, not metaphorical.

Phox

LMNO come blow your flute, <----- There's an emote for that.
Dok's in the bathromm, too much vindaloo. <----- This does not this annotation at all, because you are alll experiencing the fallout of this now.
Where's the Lovecraftian Horror that looks after the PeopleTM?
Down in ol' Boston, drowning the Irish in molasses because they don't actually count. <--- This line actually rhymes in Welsh, and also if you say itwith a Southie accent.