One night at the pub I received a surprise ...
a vision of heaven right before my eyes.
For as i walked in the door,
I slipped and slid across the floor ...
and did a faceplant between the barmaid's thighs!
- sbbenhcs, the REAL blades of glory
Welcome back Schnebbs, you were missed last week. :)
ReplyDeletethanks g-boss... had a few real life crisises (crisees? crisusses? real pains in the ass?) to figure out, and completely spaced on the ol' poetry post. but those fires are out now, so back to business... =p
DeleteI don't think I truly appreciated poetry until I read Gnomish poetry
ReplyDeletesee now when ah trahed what da gnome did.. Ciciz dun slapped mah silly! guess onlah a gnome kin git away wit it.
ReplyDeleteGreebly goblin hands are to be avoided at all times, Alyxyn. Surely yo momma tol' you to smell nice for the ladies?
ReplyDeletewah shor ting IBoss. She dun said dat nuttin gits de ladies quaht lahk a 2x4 upside de head jezt lahk dear ol da dun did tah her. Un once ya gits'm home tah da hut, ya gots ta make shor tah haf lotsa roasted Glompf fer her when she wakes up. Corse.. mama always did lahk her roasted Glompf. Sorta splains whah dad spent effer uddah day huntin dem. Roast Glompf, boiled Glompf, Glompf friccassee, Glompf tartar....
DeleteAh lahks rat bedder do.
LOL
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