Archive through July 28, 2003
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Archive through July 28, 2003
Ocean_Islands | Wednesday, July 23, 2003 - 05:05 pm     Player Jack is a grumpy Gus, who always seems to want to cuss, With 70's hair that is hardly there he really does seem like a wuss. |
Justareader | Thursday, July 24, 2003 - 11:55 am     bump |
Squaredsc | Thursday, July 24, 2003 - 11:59 am     roflmao oi. |
Luckystar | Thursday, July 24, 2003 - 12:07 pm     there once was a show called big brother who's houseguests said one thing and did another they all gave their word now they all look absurd as they all plan to backstab eachother |
Beruthiel | Thursday, July 24, 2003 - 11:04 pm     There once was a show called Big Brother, Where none of the cast knew each other. But the producers both thought They knew better than the author And ruined the darn show forever. |
Beruthiel | Thursday, July 24, 2003 - 11:07 pm     Where once a bright show had great promise, It waned from its earlier fame. The guests all got quirkier, So the fans got fed-upper, And now all that's left is the name. |
Beruthiel | Thursday, July 24, 2003 - 11:37 pm     A gloomy, sad fan of Big Brother Came to visit with other fans too, To chat re the guests, And have laughs of the best, But found too much conflict to rue. If we'd only stay home when we're crabby, The cabal would be fun for the rest, Who'd rather make smileys Than growl and grimace Or have tantrums when not at their best. So I'm taking my ball home to Momma, And I'm not gonna play any more, For I'm cranky and grouchy And don't give a monkey's What happens inside the Front Door. But I always come back when I'm cheery, For I'm usually rather well-mannered, But whether English or not, I give as good as I got Especially when I get all hammered. It doesn't take much to get squiffy, When you rarely partake of the grape. But its sad when it's needed To keep one's face gleeful So perhaps I'll drink more to save face. And when I return on the morrow, I hope that my gremlins are gone. I've got plenty of fags, And a tape of Riverdance With enough wine for a woman alone. Goodnight my sweet comrades in arms. I hope that your dreams are benign. No sound of mad voices, Nor strategy vices, Nor nightmares, fuelled by wine. Just happy and calm flights of fancy, To lull you in Dreamland for hours. Just turn off the feeds, Raise your glasses to cheers And return when you're thoroughly soused!
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Beruthiel | Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 03:53 am     BUMP! I'd feel so bad to be the killer of this thread. Please - someone - anyone! Write some more limericks! Where are all the poets and authors lately? I only wrote the above because there was nothing going on and I was bored. I was just passing time with some word play - I don't even drink, because of my meds, LOL! (The whole thing is based on the time-honoured ploy of poetic license) Oh heck, my British tongue-in-cheek humour is always getting me into trouble! Remember everyone, take everything I say here with a pinch of salt, because I always have a smile on my face when I'm posting in the 'having some fun' threads!  |
Buggles | Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 04:48 am     To Beruthial No one cares if you drink or not No one fears you've lost the plot You seem a nice lady But I'm thinking just maybe There are bigger concerns like Robert's snot  |
Roguescollar | Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 07:32 pm     Cute, Beru and Buggles! ~R |
Queenfish | Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 07:59 pm     Dear Beru, don't be sad, the thread is not dead. I think your rhyme was just spiffy. but one thing I can't seem to get outta my head, Beru, what the spain is a squiffy? |
Beruthiel | Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 10:17 pm     Dear Queenfish and Buggles, I'm saved from the Muggles, Because of your kindly concern. You've caused me to grin, And keep out of the gin... Just as well, or I'd be squiffy again!
The word which has baffled Is lighthearted Brit waffle For others which are Much more contemptuous. Most look askance at those who are drunk But 'squiffy' sounds quite harmonious!
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Weinermr | Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 10:31 pm     There's a thread here with lots of complaining, And to read it's become really draining, But this would not be, And should not, don't you see, If the hamsters were more entertaining. |
Sunnyone | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 02:23 am     The feeds I thought I would buy but, this year, it'd be a lie to say i'm enjoying, the houseguests, how annoying! I guess I'll just sit back and sigh |
Thrandui1 | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 04:19 pm     There once was a newbie muser Who signed on to become a user. He'd wanted to post A small limerick most Suited... Yet he got profuser... For while his password he waited, Variations his mind created: The theme of th'essai? "Two peoples," they say, "By this very same tongue separated." << Beruth's verses catch BB's gist. But sadly his last rhymes suggest He's not merely squiffy Nor "a little tipsy", But catatonically Brahms and Lizst! >> << Beruthiel's last scribbles suggest That he gradually got Brahms and Lizst... I don't mean tipsy Nor merely squiffy, But utterly totally pissed! >> Now I hópe I did nót piss you óff all With my jibes and sonorities awful! This is but a friendly Light-hearted medley, Intended in good spirit! ROFL! Is this póst out of pláce? Let me pítch Names like: 'Ríka, and Náte "A&Fítch", Also Bób, Jee, Jun, Dáve, Ali, Jús, Jack, and sáve For the énd "HoH Psycho B*tch"! |
Cantremember | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 04:45 pm     Scott threw a fit and some chairs Before the producers said "otta there!" He confessed he had some disease In the region between belly and knees That he might have given to his mare Amanda who threatened the Barbies She was into avoiding the Carbies Skin and bones, and a bit of a flirty With the army boy she got down and dirty But that couldn't save her from Barbie Michele young innocent and sweet Alas, her exit was not very neat Her mascara was ruined and so was her day She wanted to stay in the house and play Instead she was tossed out by her seat (have to create more as they go out) |
Beruthiel | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 06:19 pm     Dear Thranduil, I know you know Tolkein. Your name gives the secret away. But if you know enough to use Thranduil How come you don't remember That Beruthiel's not male, she's a dame?
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Wadsters | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 06:30 pm     Hickory, dickory dock The HOH has come off her rock If I hear one time, how she's pissed all the time open her mouth..here comes my sock ...end of story... |
Bearware | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 06:38 pm     Thranduil, Beruthiel, and Tolkien show there's more here than may seem. The members here boast of being the toast of the town, and for pride we really do beam. I, too, and a Tolkien fan! Thought I'd say hi! |
Steamlover | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 07:07 pm     I thought that Big Brother would be Just as 'musing as 'musing to see. So I sat on my can, witnessed one grown-up man, and nine measles freaks. Poor little me. |
Tabbyking | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 07:13 pm     head of house, dana got we all love her, er, NOT! she's always pissed and others are dissed who's michelle? i forgot..... |
Tabbyking | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 07:16 pm     a gal named dana in her own room the only thing missing? i say broom pissed all the time and sour as lime no wonder there is no groom..... |
Thrandui1 | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 07:35 pm     Though her name had passed from my memory Yet a shadow lived on, faint and hoary, Of her cats and her crown And her iciest frown, Such as hinted in Aragorn's story. Wherefore I regret---O how sorely!--- At treating a maid so unfairly! Now let us be friends: For I shall make amends And edit my post momentarily! |
Thrandui1 | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 07:45 pm     A warning appeared and I read it: "You are not permitted to edit "A message (I'm told) "More than 10 minutes old." Is that so? Then let me re-send it! ;) There once was a newbie muser Who signed on to become a user. He'd wanted to post A small limerick most Suited... Yet he got profuser... For while on his password he waited, Variations his mind created: The theme of th'essai? "Two peoples," they say, "By the one same tongue separated." << Beruth's verses catch BB's gist. But sadly her last rhymes suggest She's not merely squiffy Nor "a little tipsy", But catatonically Brahms and Lizst! >> << Beruthiel's last scribbles suggest That she gradually got Brahms and Lizst... I don't mean tipsy Nor merely squiffy, But utterly totally pissed! >> Now I hópe I did nót piss you óff all With my jibes and sonorities awful! This is but a friendly Light-hearted medley, Intended in good spirit! ROFL! Is this póst out of pláce? Let me pítch Names like: 'Ríka, and NáthA-N-Fítch", Also Bób, Jee, Jun, Dáve, Ali, Jús, Jack, and sáve For the énd "HoH Psycho Troll"! |
Theo | Monday, July 28, 2003 - 07:50 pm     there once were some houseguests in L.A., who's conversations turned to each day, "He's such a fa$$ot.", "Their all such bit$hes.", My only hope and one wish is, That CBS dosen't edit for one day. |
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