UnderYourSpell
Gerund Whore
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Oh, I cant wait to see the reviews; was it black tie?
Tea?
I hate Tea! Very Un-English of me!
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Oh, I cant wait to see the reviews; was it black tie?
Tea?
This will keep you calm for three daysI need something strong and restorative! I lost my internet for 3 days!
This will keep you calm for three days
Hey pass that over here! *Punches psychedelic button on jukebox and does hippie dance.* Woooo
lolololol... look atcha alll *blows smoke rings*
grroooooooooooooovy, baybeeeee
Hey pass that over here! *Punches psychedelic button on jukebox and does hippie dance.* Woooo
It smells like Woodstock up in here!
It smells like Woodstock up in here!
*snortgiggle* less woodstock, more mama mia
the earlier version was me as a teen, there's a bit more of me now/loves you best when you're you!
the earlier version was me as a teen, there's a bit more of me now
you know, i never was an abba fan - but i flippin' LOVE that movie and want to dance through the streets when i watch it
My cousin sent this today, and I smiled...
Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill:
If you can start the day without caffeine;
If you can get going without pep pills;
If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains;
If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles;
If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it;
If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time;
If you can forgive a friend's lack of consideration;
If you can overlook it when those you love take it out on you when, through no fault of your own, something goes wrong;
If you can take criticism and blame without resentment;
If you can ignore a friend's limited education and never correct him;
If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend;
If you can face the world without lies and deceit;
If you can conquer tension without medical help;
If you can relax without liquor; If you can sleep without the aid of drugs;
If you can honestly say that deep in your heart you have no prejudice against creed or color, religion or politics; then, my friend, you are almost as good as your dog.
..I've already done this somewhere else on this site (but it's gone now!) You hooked me with A Poet walked into a bar...cruel joke. It looks like work here. (Ah, Friday night, pour me another DeLord) You want to know something about me? I could write a book (Oh, thats right ...did that too.)
My first taste of the erotic was the book 'Candy' (Rub a Dub Rub A Dub) that and the fold out Christmas card that the bus driver showed me of Santa Claus. (now I know why he's so jolly!)
I joined the Navy after highschool What an education that was. I saw many exotic countries from the inside of a bar, but I wasn't a poet then. Sometimes I wonder if I am now.
Taking my discharge in Cali after four years of floating in the USS Twilight Zone, I investigated the bars of L.A. (Fuck, I should be writing this down)
A Poet walks into a biker bar In San Diego; eventualy he gets his ass kicked; no one is really mad at him though, it's just a thing that happens. The bikers buy him a beer, shoot some pool and talk about motorcycles and women.
Ten years later He's drinking beer, shooting pool, and riding motorcycles and women every day.
Where was I? Poets/Poetry/Stuff: I think Lord Byron rocks, Haiku can be fun (I'm counting sylables anyway) Query letters are like Poison Ivy, irritating as hell and endured till healed, There's no bad poetry, only bad poets.
Thirty years later he has no beer, motorcycles, or women... the table needs new felt too.
*claims a bar stool... *..
Oh you push button verbose archaeology
to uncover remains near 0 B.C. (before Chipper )
no surprise to be buried in a bar
break out the whisk broom,
clean the dusty glasses (points for duality)
now where's that quality twat?