Anything

[Turtle]

vinegar & oil; and stop calling me honey. :)

[Queso]

Bal

sa

mic

[Turtle]

Actually that's 'ballsac' vinegar, first produced by the Middle Ages Monks in Modena Italy. Like Popeye (a sailor employed by the Papacy no less :)) said, 'I like a little ballsac vinegar with me Olive Oil & spinachk." ;)

[Queso]

Mystery meat in the batter.

I walked three miles for an orange.

[Pyrotex]

I unplugged my brain from the cyberverse and looked at the trees.

A red ladybug landed on my arm and asked if I needed any pollen.

[Queso]

I know I do.

[Turtle]

I detached my body from the Earth and the trees stared at me.

I flew down to a Gentleman's arm and asked if he needed any pullin'.

[freeztar]

I love to run really fast and feel the air resistance, but mainly, I hate running.

[Turtle]

The vessel with the pestle has the pellet with the poison; the flagon with the dragon has the brew that is true. I'm a little verklempt. :winter_brr:

[Buffy]

Yes! The Duchess dove at the Duke just when the Duke dove at the Doge. Now the Duke ducked, the Doge dodged, and the Duchess didn't. So the Duke got the Duchess, the Duchess got the Doge, and the Doge got the Duke! :winter_brr:

 

Your small minds are musclebound with suspicion. That's because the only exercise you ever get is jumping to conclusions, ;)

Buffy

[Pyrotex]

The eversworn attained their goal

Of sailing round the crystal sea

The ladybug crept up my arm

And offered me some pollen free

The magic thorn from off the rose

Became a sword upon my hand

The victims of transcendent trolls

Returned to find their home in flames

The ruler of the 'lightened few

Retired to find he'd lost his land

Angels of black with hearts of gold

Cast their shadows o'er our names

Heroes of unbridled skill

Came to save the brave and bold

And so it was that evening fell

And ancient stories no longer told

[Pyrotex]

You just had to be there

 

Evil Boy vs. Hot Chick

 

How to get happy on religion

 

Messing up the Devil's work

 

It's hard being good

 

The nature of religion

 

What could it be?

 

Killing God

 

The Ultimate Game

[Turtle]

The even's pall closed on the land

Coffined in old voices bland

Heros new then struck a light

Shadows' voices' pierced the night

Plato's angels' bleeding hearts

Failed to fruit their blackest arts

Hêphaistos then into the fire

Blew his breath of ardent ire

Forged anew a Gorgon Sword

Magic knot the new stories ward

Nectar then of Muses free

Insects' gifts on branches see

A mighty vessel eversworn

To stoke the fire for the morn'

[Turtle]

Granny's in the cellar

Lordy can't ya' smell 'er

Fryin' pancakes

On that old grand stove

From her eyes the matter

Keeps drippin' in the batter

And the snot keeps

Drippin' from her nose

From her nose

To her toes

From her eyes the matter

Keeps drippin' in the batter

And the snot

Keeps drippin' from her nose

;)

[Turtle]

Lehrty's left leg last lay limp.

[Pyrotex]

di-dit

dah-di-dah dah-dit dah-dah-dah di-dah-dah

dah-dah dah-dah-dah di-dah-dit di-di-dit dit

dat-di-dah-dit dah-dah-dah dah-di-dit dit

 

di-dat-dat-dit dah-dah-di-dah di-dah-dit dah-dah-dah dah dit dah-di-di-dah

 

:eek2:

[Turtle]

di-dit

dah-di-dah dah-dit dah-dah-dah di-dah-dah

dah-dah dah-dah-dah di-dah-dit di-di-dit dit

dat-di-dah-dit dah-dah-dah dah-di-dit dit

 

di-dat-dat-dit dah-dah-di-dah di-dah-dit dah-dah-dah dah dit dah-di-di-dah

 

:eek:

 

.... .- / .... .- :( :eek2: