Now I must retire this very instance
:-k I couldn’t have put it better myself!
Well then, now, oh dear me, where to start, let’s start with you kingpole. Your content and style is very unusual, I would have said unique, but unbelievably there is another who has perfected the unusual, ahem, someone we both know well, insomuch as anyone can know him well, I refer to Tit of course!
However, considering this was your first attempt, it was really very good :noreally: , for what it was. What was it exactly anyway? I mean it’s not your usual everyday, common as muck, flowery birthday greeting, is it? Well, short of something one would send to the likes of The Adams Family and we were hoping for something slightly more genteel than that! Not meaning to nitpick, or sound ungrateful or anything and anyway who knows, DW may grow to love it eventually, but I would have thought personally that:
Fried a brain in a pan
:eek: Though fine in the right place, much as it is, does seem slightly adrift in the context of this thread!
Then we have:
Ooh oh, I got to go pee
This was an improvement naturally, such as it is, in that it introduces the human touch into the equation, specifically the touch of a hand on your dick, presumably yours, and presumably as an aid to direction and control. I am, I think, assuming no-one else was involved, of course! Either way, it is still I feel not entirely appropriate here. Like you wouldn’t say ‘Hold this, it’s your Birthday!’, now would you?
Do you see what I’m getting at here?
Which brings me to Tit, who incidentally kingpole, would need that guiding hand, but this is something which came to light before your time. I of course have never managed to shake it off, the memory, that is.
Anyway, be that as it may, I have pondered long and hard over this prize offered for the best Titerature, namely:
And the prize for best ditty is… Wait for it… MEEEE!
You call that a prize! Anyway, this is fraught with danger I fear, as it will certainly cause dissension and strife, probably leading to total mayhem, possibly to homicide and potentially to genocide, as anyone who stands to win, ends up fighting tooth and nail, to give it away! Besides which, it is unethical, insofar as it is the weakest who will eventually win and they may in fact by that stage, be far too weak/feeble/overcome/disorientated/gaga etc. etc. to carry off that wonderful prize, such as it is.
I think the main problem you both have, is that you have both drifted, a little off-centre and away from the perceived idea of what is expected and what is appropriate, which would tend to be something more refined really. Let me give you an example, just off the top of my head.
Sometimes in this life we meet
A rarity, so charming and so sweet
They uplift our spirits and renew our souls
No matter our socks, are full of holes
We notice not, for we are immune
As we find ourselves, so much in tune
Our lungs are full and our voices soar
We call an end, when our sides are sore
I can only refer to a sparkling face
Kind of nature, full of grace
No cause to wonder, who it could be
Our very own DW, as all can see
This song is for you, on this your day
To send our best wishes, if we may
Along with our love, so you will know
Our fondness for you, continues to grow
Pounding! Throbbing! Pumping! Bulging! Thrusting! :uhuh: Sorry about that, I was drifting a tad off-centre there myself :nodding: . However, be that as it may, this is the sort of thing I had in mind for an acceptable ditty, although it’s fair to say, it’s rather better than that!
Just don’t tell me I’ve won! :gulp:
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