Pllllllllppppth. Ya :wally.
Hey, you really ought to always use a balloon pump. They’re inexpensive, and they work quite well. A day’s entertainment could result in a blown blood vessel in your eye. Never did for me, even when I was a do-it-yourselfer, but it could.
And I was always quite good at making them animals. And it was fun, so much fun. The kids just loved it.
And now I’m thinking it’d be so sweet
If all participation in this thread
Occurs in blank verse form, or not at all
We’d show them what we’re made of, by the Gods!
Daniel
This is the Dopers’ prime evil:
The murmuring fools and the assholes
A-twitter with bloviant musings
Of cretinous self-adolators.
What from Daniel might be sweet
From my keyboard would seem less so
Apoetic am I, so that even
Blank verse is beyond my meager grasp
I’ll have to be content to watch the poetry unfold.
A skinny solipsistic fool
Cried out “Well met, O tool of my tool!
Now, doctor, mark too:
Thousands not like us – boo!
We’ll enlighten them. You and I rule!”
Yes, the theme of this thread has been a transformation of invalidation into validation. All are welcome to sup at this beneficient table.
There once was a tool on the Dope
who thought himself sharp with a trope.
But his time in the Pit
spent pulling dull shit
has shown that the awl’s just a rope!
There is a contradiction here. A baloon animal cannot gibber.
Our 69 wasn’t amusing enough? Or do you just not swing that way?
They can squeak though.
It was amusing enough. One of you alone is mildly amusing, the two of you together is wildly so. I was referring to the lull when you and your fellow hero had taken a break from congratulating each other.
No, just a quick cigarette.
Yes, that’s right. If I were a squeaky, self-aware animal baloon, I’d be a poodle lilting through this thread, lifting his leg and spraying airy piss on the Unjust and the Cruel!
Hey, you guys, wait up! Wait up for me! I can give this a shot!
There once was a man from Pawtucket,
Who…
Aw, fuck it.
And what a foolish, ragtag brigade they were, my friend.
And I learned a new word too: “baloon animal.”
No doubt. As Snape says, “Never give up, never surrender!”
That is one of Reality’s chief joys: As Todd Rundren said, “There’s always more (international feel).”
You got it, chum!
Wait! Wait! Wait a minute! I think I can do it!
There once was a man from Pawtucket,
Who found one of those very rare 13-inch long oysters and tried to shuck it.
Said the oyster to he,
That shucker intimidates me,
But I think I can show you where to tuck it.
That’s the blankest verse I could come up with.
Damn, it works on so many levels!
Nope, that is ToolTime Tim’s line.
Snape says “By Grabthar’s hammer, by the Suns of Morvan, you shall be avenged.”
There’s definitely a new word in there.
Ah yes, thanks. That’s a fun flick, though, isn’t it?
Are you sure that isn’t “By the sons of Morvan”?