I am bitter, but I'm not a gourd.
Spewing my spite on the board.
My posts are quite vile.
I ain't got no style.
Most of my life I'm quite bored.
Who am I? Any suggestions.
gerefan2 (November 4th, 2018)
francois (November 4th, 2018)
This thread is great!! I love it. Hope it goes for years ... (although Jelly will probably soon awake with his red magic marker). Thank you Gerefan!
Meanwhile, I'm working on the limerick-of-limericks which will receive at least 100+ likes. The inspiration I need is just around the corner.
Right now a447, the King of Swing, and Marsilius are in front. Snotface has disappointed, although his handle is a limerick in itself.
Wrong answer Smiles. I'm as giggly as you are. Nil points.
Here's another one. I'm on a roll!
Was in bed with a guy called Nu
Who promised my dreams would come true
He stopped in mid stream
And ended the dream
He had to go to the loo
Shirley you could have made that into a great limerack. Try it ... Sglad is there for easy plucking.
Here, I'll start you off.
"Was once in bed with a guy named Sglud,
Who turned out to be an amourous dud,
He had zero rapport,
And spoke like a bore,
And slid away quickly, into the mud."
arsenal (November 4th, 2018)
I've given you the first of the expected 100 'likes'. Only 99 to go.
A young man who called himself Pon
Was the talk of the town in Isan.
He had such a lot
Of farang-given baht
From Muhammad and Ivan and Ron.
But such antics ain't thought to be nice.
Sure enough, soon poor Pon paid the price.
First Muhammad caught on,
And then Ivan met Ron,
And now Pon is back harvesting rice.
Smiles (November 4th, 2018)