Bachus
replying on Transformers "a higher, vaster, deeper meaning". by Bachus
7 Jan 2003, 7:34 PM
lol. asl? i don't listen to the strokes.s
This is what happens when your mind wakes up but your body is still asleep. It's a common phenomena, actually. It's stopped frightening me. BTW the secret to a good garlic sauce, as it turns out, is assloads of garlic. Not a lot, or alot, but assloads.
you and darkangel combined into one ivy school closet case. asl?
i'm feelin the love
Wait, yes.
um k?
Poor girl/boy, cut their wrist to ease their pains. it's powerful, i like it.
wow
No.
is that sarcasm?
So it is the people of average strength who will remain standing? I suggest you read my poeme "Unwanted gift".
I was in the Drawing Room, belaboring Colonel Mustard with the Shoe-horne. Where were you?
THIS SURE IS GREAT.
too many ellipses...tired theme
the final verse...doesn't rhyme
For a minute I thought you were watching Brain Dead in reverse, but then I realised it doesn't have this scene.
It is this blasted cream. The doctor told me it would cure my terrible palsy, but it has not. Indeede, it may not.
WELL SIR I ASK YOU HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN YOUR MONDO BONER THEN? AND WITH THAT I LEAVE U 2 UR THOTS.
horus8
on Shitetalker (An farewell ode to Settle. Read Nightwalker first) by Another Bobjim?!?!
7 Jan 2003, 6:23 PM
settle. the more i stress intelligent. the more i proclaim, for you, the title..of fred savage super genius..you join wiley coyote and alf..in the hall of resentment. you failed. rhode island institute of the wonder years..tell wendy i said hi.
Quarton
replying on I have reinvented the haiku and made it my own, becoming the world's first haiku gangsta in the process so you all had better just get it over with and give this 'ku a big fat TEN? by bondjedi
7 Jan 2003, 6:22 PM
Upon further reflection, I believe my words
were overly harsh. Some of your haikus are
okay and you seem to have a knack for them.
Why not try different subjects like nature,
paradox or philosophy. You might surprise me
and yourself. Good luck and sorry for the
unwarranted comments though your comments on
my poem were also unwarranted and juvenile.
Sir,
I am a Gentleman. Lunar is an Old Hagg, whose Presence in Town is always known by the Fearful Stench she emits. No Mayor in the Land would permit our Matrimony, no matter how terrifying an Expression I intimidate him with. No; our love, such as it is, is destined to Failure. Plus, she's totally rough.