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Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 156
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Roses are red
is such a throw away line
it's a shame not to incorporate it
into your rhyme

And while violets are blue
and baby's breath is white
I must bid you all adieu
and call it a night

Because midnight approaches
and the mind gets muddled
so under the covers
you'll find me huddled
Roses are red
garlic bread is an app
Gimmie steak and potatoes
before I take a nap

And while I slumber
alone in my bed
I dream of companionship
and wake to my hand instead
When I write a story, I write out what I call a framework. Sort of a list of bullet points in sequence loosely describing events and such depicting where I want the story to go. Then I flesh out the details tying everything together. Kind of like a flowchart. Hopefully that makes sense to someone other than myself.
Quote by RumpleForeskin
After reading the last two posts by Mike and Hannah, I'm even more confused than usual. Those two have talent.

Last call for alcohol...at least from me.

To Buz, DD and all other college football fans, hang in there, the weekend is almost here.

So whadda ya rejects from the shallow end of the gene pool want to drink?



If you go back to Oceans post he was quoting Seeker stating "Hannah would go down nicely. Seeker may have only been ordering coffee, but he also served up a delicious pun which Ocean immediately gobbled up.

It's really quite simple.
Roses are red
I wish I found this thread sooner
'cause my balls are as blue
as my sense of humor

Wisteria is white
and Lush feels like home
I don't want to fight
so I'll end this silly poem
I prefer my "chat" to be audible. But that's more because I can't type like I uses to. It drives me insane that I can't get the words across as quickly as I think of them. And of course I want to proof it before sending and each typo makes me want to cry.
Quote by Verbal
Yes! I've seen him around these past few weeks, and keep meaning to say hi. Don't know about intelligent conversation though, as I get easily sidetracked by 50s sci-fi robots, Godzilla references, tentacle sex, and shiny objects.


Sounds ;ike it could turn into a regular meeting of the mimes. The hello has been implied since you accepted my friend request.

The Interrogation sounds as if it has lots of promise or what's on the table based on your synopsis.

Which gets you hotter?
Quote by Meggsy
Actions speak louder than words - I have - Over the boot/trunk of a car in Macdonalds car park. It put a hole new meaning on a BIG MAC.


I hope he took you someplace nicer for dessert!
Huge turn-on for me. As a teen, my girlfriends used to give me handjobs everywhere. But the riskiest was sitting in the car going to graduation and my girlfriend was sitting in my lap and wearing a dress. She was in my lap because the car was full and we were actually sitting next to my grand-mother. Yes she didn't wear panties (the girlfriend, I can't speak for grams) and yes she managed to slip me inside her. Suffice it to say I was so turned on by the time we got to the event I had bit my lip bloody. It was all I could do to keep quiet. She did grunt at one point and my dad actually apologized for the bumpy ride.
Here's a few favorites ...


You have delusions of adequacy.

I don't know what makes you so dumb, but its working

Sometimes I wonder if your butt is jealous of all the crap that comes out of your mouth.

There is a fine line between sarcasm or just being an asshole

I would insult you back but Mother Natures has already done such a fine job, I just couldn't compete.

I thought I said goodbye to you this morning when I flushed the toilet

If you spoke your mind, you would be speechless

I'd agree with you, but then we'd both be wrong.

Spreading rumors about me? At least you found a hobby spreading something other than your legs.

The fact that jellyfish survived for 650 million years with no brains is good news for stupid people like you

I'd slap you, but that would be animal abuse

I wish we could be better strangers.



Ode to the Spell Checker!

Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.

****

The above is from Central Washington University ...

http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/english-tough-stuff
http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/another-same-complications
http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/speaking-english
http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/complexities-english
http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/pun-english-humor
http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/ode-spell-checker
http://www.cwu.edu/learning-commons/english-language-oddities
Quote by IAMLOVE
Sprite- Cleo's a bigger bitch than you are right now.

Runs and hides


Was that a height joke?
I have somewhere around a hundred poems, the bulk of which were the result of heartbreak. Writing for me is a coping mechanism. Putting it under a microscope and through the creative process kind of lets me understand how I'm feeling. Once I overthink it and even exaggerate it I'm able to let it go.
I am enjoying meeting all the denizens of this site and learning the ins and outs of navigating it.

I am grateful to have found some new friends!
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She sent me her dirty panties, and... Ewwwwwww...


She sold me a pair of crotchless panties, the problem is they weren't crotchless when she bought 'em!