JonS Posted December 7, 2012 Share Posted December 7, 2012 Of course it did. Just like t' Auld Ones. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 7, 2012 Share Posted December 7, 2012 An Ode to t’ Auld Ones [major snippage] Proving that it is not only the Oddstralians down under who are dangerously deranged. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
costard Posted December 7, 2012 Share Posted December 7, 2012 Nobs, in the cesspool it isn't the cream that rises to the top. Just sayin'. (for those of you paying attention, 'guellen' is a swiss-german word for that which does.) Yeks, what would you have Emrys' barrel changed to? I'd suggest a bucket full of holes (so his putrid and incontinent verbiage spills onto his shoes. Also, quite a nice metaphor for the creature itself - a popped balloon might do as nicely.) 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted December 8, 2012 Author Share Posted December 8, 2012 Of course it did. Just like t' Auld Ones. Was that ode take from "Finding Nemo"? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted December 8, 2012 Share Posted December 8, 2012 There's more ode in a toad especially when it croaks 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 9, 2012 Share Posted December 9, 2012 You're thinking of a commode. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 9, 2012 Share Posted December 9, 2012 You're thinking of a commode. That sentence should read, "You're thinking with a commode." Far more appropriate in light of what he uses for brains. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted December 9, 2012 Share Posted December 9, 2012 Ah, Emrys our own little epode on the butt of lyricism. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Noba Posted December 9, 2012 Share Posted December 9, 2012 Ah, Emrys our own little epode on the butt of lyricism. More like a boil on the arse-end of the world.... similar, really. Noba. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 9, 2012 Share Posted December 9, 2012 You really have to hand it to Noba...that's because he can't reach it by himself. Woke up under the table again, eh Nobsie? Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 10, 2012 Share Posted December 10, 2012 That reminds me of when I did the musical, "Little Mary Sunshine" in college. We rewrote all the songs for our amusement and in one, the line began "You have to hand it to Little Mary Sunshine..." and we ended it with "... Little Mary cannot find it for herself." We were all so witty. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted December 10, 2012 Author Share Posted December 10, 2012 That reminds me of when I did the musical, "Little Mary Sunshine" in college. We rewrote all the songs for our amusement and in one, the line began "You have to hand it to Little Mary Sunshine..." and we ended it with "... Little Mary cannot find it for herself." We were all so witty. I can just imagine all you draft dodgers prancing around the campus singing; I feel pretty, Oh, so pretty, I feel pretty, and witty and gay, And I pity Any one who isn’t me today. Its just outrageous!!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 10, 2012 Share Posted December 10, 2012 I can just imagine all you draft dodgers prancing around the campus singing; I feel pretty, Oh, so pretty, I feel pretty, and witty and gay, And I pity Any one who isn’t me today. Its just outrageous!!! This was 1973 and my draft number had already been picked and was... 320! So no dodging was needed. Once again, the multiverse had smiled on one of its favorites. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nidan1 Posted December 10, 2012 Author Share Posted December 10, 2012 This was 1973 and my draft number had already been picked and was... 320! So no dodging was needed. Once again, the multiverse had smiled on one of its favorites. But you were still prancing, no doubt! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 11, 2012 Share Posted December 11, 2012 I'm not even sure I know what prancing is... perhaps you could demonstrate? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted December 11, 2012 Share Posted December 11, 2012 I pick my nose and wipe it on this thread... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted December 11, 2012 Share Posted December 11, 2012 I want to see Boo prancing in meggings 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 11, 2012 Share Posted December 11, 2012 That's because you are an unmannered, disgusting Ozstralian swine. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Noba Posted December 11, 2012 Share Posted December 11, 2012 That's because you are an unmannered, disgusting Ozstralian swine. Michael You say it like it's a bad thing. Stukes will be pleased he has been upgraded on the Ladder of Life. Noba. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 11, 2012 Share Posted December 11, 2012 You say it like it's a bad thing. Stukes will be pleased he has been upgraded on the Ladder of Life. Seeing as how it's Stuka, you're probably right. For him, there is nowhere to go but up. But let's hope he doesn't make it. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted December 12, 2012 Share Posted December 12, 2012 That's because you are an unmannered, disgusting Ozstralian swine. Michael Just wait till you see what I did behind the sofa. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 12, 2012 Share Posted December 12, 2012 Just wait till you see what I did behind the sofa. I'm having that entire room fumigated and demolished. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted December 12, 2012 Share Posted December 12, 2012 I'm having that entire room fumigated and demolished. Michael With you in it, we're hoping. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted December 12, 2012 Share Posted December 12, 2012 With you in it, we're hoping. Actually, I was thinking of asking you over for a beer, and then stepping out for a moment while the dynamite does its work. Michael 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuka Posted December 13, 2012 Share Posted December 13, 2012 Actually, I was thinking of dynamite As a long time fan of course you were. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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