Been reading here since ought-six it seems, and after the leisurely consumption of a goodly number of properly marinated pimiento stuffed green gin sponges, the need to join and become a posterae obsurdicus overrode all those years of self-diagnosed lurkivism.
C a n` t s t o p t y p i n g.
Of tallywhackers trimmed thus tainted
And ruthless admins as some have painted
To flocc-u-lated friends and foes
And that highbrowed sniper with upturned nose
Compulsions cause a need to post
With hopes that all find witty
And should that fail the right is held
To wallow in self pity
When choosing pen o`er unsheathed sword
To make a point or two
A dermis of an inch or more
Might ease the ride for you
You still ahve to post under four other mind-altering substances before you come close to Homer’s record. And perform analingus on a dog to come close to oldscratch.
that was funny. Welcome to the SDMB, I think you’ll like it here, and fit right in. however, try not to make your thread titles so deceiving next time… ahhahaa
Ain`t it a shame, bawdy and cherry, with no substance to follow. So it goes.
Would a detailed description of four days spent attempting to update the Kama Sutra while gaining carnal knowledge of a partner who is a recent escapee from a roving band of wayward gymnast/contortionists have been more apropos?
