In This Thread, me and Atreyu play absurd comedists on the run.

If that is ok with the Atreyu feller, we shall dance with a propeller.

My dancing has been banned in four western states
A fact that has often put me in dire straits
Not trying to kill a thread here, but this note I’ll give
Someone may decide it’s too stupid to live.

And then the what happend
Atreyu

?

Maybe he happend, or perhaps I am asking him, I shall leave it unanswered

Until it is questioned

then I’ll point the finger and go

“You! The questioner! With the questions, never stopping with the sentences ending in queries and question marks!”

Oh Atreyu…

After reading your latest SDMB post
I’m wondering if I should tell you to give up the ghost
But rather I suggest advice that is more clear:
Ask for this book for your birthday next year.

Why is Atreyu writing his posts in rhyme?

Long time unknown…

How long have we been running from the law, us wayward absurdist comedists?

Long time known.

How long have we smashed chickens into bricks, then said “Hey now that chicken just molested a brick?”

39 years, before I had a break in 'Nam as a sniper, then for another 15 years. Then chickens simply ceased to exist.

'Twas your OP that inspired the rhyme
I’d continue the game, but I’ve little time
Before I sign off and bid thou adieu
A simple question: How old are you?

Kurdt, your posts make me want to Cobain myself.

I’m 27, feller. What prompted that question? Was it my propeller? Old yeller?

Why are you hatin’? Where is the love brother?
ps.

I am kidding around, my good fellow or sir. Please correct your negative world view/attitutde/alititude/propeller/.

Indeed. If you want to talk to each other, I suggest you fire up Outlook, or something.