Comments by-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I., 1101–1120 back, including replies. Only comments on poems

replying on The Kings of Paradise by Spindle 8 Apr 2004, 5:12 AM
WELL THAT'S NOVEL
replying on Shampoo and Condition by Luzr 7 Apr 2004, 1:07 PM
Wacky numbers: beloved crutch of dullards everywhere.
replying on Shampoo and Condition by Luzr 7 Apr 2004, 11:51 AM
Yeah, but you're still about 12. Wait until you get older.
on A Quick Lick Of Yellow by Jeremi B. Handrinos 6 Apr 2004, 2:20 PM
A shockingly brown autoclam. -10-
on Alone by Deluxotron 6 Apr 2004, 5:24 AM
You sound like a real catch!!
replying on Alive within the sound of life by Prince of Void 6 Apr 2004, 3:20 AM
I once tried to 'incest' in Microsoft Word, but the fucking paperclip tipped off the feds before I had even achieved penetration.
on Mr. Jawharp Man by Sidekickboy 5 Apr 2004, 11:37 AM
Too many ws.
replying on Dreams and Galaxies by embersandenvelopes 5 Apr 2004, 3:35 AM
Hey I just wanna say you're right about the "A". I replaced it with an "a" and was immediately forced to give this piece a -0-.
on Hologram glasses by zodiac 4 Apr 2004, 4:37 PM
If Ray Bradbury were to somehow transmute himself into a guff, this poeme would be the name of the guff. And that name is Jesu.
replying on Daddy's Little Girl by daveslady 4 Apr 2004, 5:01 AM
Don't be such a simpleminded boob. My poemes are unbelievable guff, just like all poetry. However, the real guff is your tedious amateur psychology. No, wait, the real guff is all poetry. Thanks!
on Hologram glasses by zodiac 3 Apr 2004, 3:19 PM
Why is the entire poeme indented?

This doesn't really achieve the vague air of guffing claptrap that wheezes out of all good poetry. -2-
replying on Daddy's Little Girl by daveslady 3 Apr 2004, 3:09 PM
Somebody who actually was stronger wouldn't need to tell themselves they were stronger. Telling yourself you're stronger is like telling yourself you can achieve anything if you set your heart on it: mealy-mouthed blubbering fiddle-faddle for spineless duncecombes to cling onto instead of facing the fact that the world isn't a special magical secret garden of faeyrieyes and smiling toadstools where everyone loves everyone else and they all write each other gushing friendship notes on Anne Geddes note-paper. Thanks!

Poeme review: Weepy prose with arbitrary line breaks =/= poetry.
replying on Almost One by thepinkbunnyofdoom 2 Apr 2004, 11:37 AM
A party where someone skewers her on a punt pole and sands off her feet.
replying on Cargo pants by tre 2 Apr 2004, 9:52 AM
what do yu mean?? i hope I havne't offended you because i'm truely sorry if so :(
replying on Shampoo and Condition by Luzr 2 Apr 2004, 9:51 AM
Perhaps you could tell me what sort of 'constant partying' you've been doing that doesn't involve a hangover. Do people's parents make you go home at 10:30? Or are you under the pathetic delusion that you can have a good time without drugs?
on Cargo pants by tre 2 Apr 2004, 9:27 AM
Hi tre ^_^ I thought this was such a cool poeme! i hope you'll read some of mine n tell me what u think!!1
on How does it feel? by OfaRevolutionAJD 2 Apr 2004, 8:43 AM
DO
PRINT "GUFF"
LOOP
replying on Watching The Rose Grow by Blindpoetry 2 Apr 2004, 8:18 AM
An electronegro swimming in negro juices
An oversized negro
A profoundly brave negro
A negro wipe
A negro caddy
A shamefully foul negro uniform
A disgustingly souped-up gentleman's moustache which opens up to reveal a negro buttock
A peephole negro
An enormous negro moustache
A negro
replying on Watching The Rose Grow by Blindpoetry 2 Apr 2004, 7:59 AM
The latter, as you would know if you'd had the common decency to look at the inventions page. I thought about doing it a more clever way, but it's just a crude random BNF expander with a load of character substitutions at the end, so I can't think of any other way of doing it that would a) avoid skewing the other parts of the sentence, b) allow for multiple words and fragments of words.