My neck.. it is cold (poetry)

[Inchworm]

HEyHEY blow.

I forget the gist of your misdirect
HEyHEY blow

Perhaps you muddled daft with diction
HEyhey blow

DIF HEyHEY

Blow, blow, blow

fiction, fiction, fiction

:peacesign:

[Tuesday Afternoon]

1. dude --

:thumbsup:

:rofl:

[Inchworm]

3. I'll die soon

Like Poe!~

:rofl:

[crim son]

2. Damn nature!

You SCARY! :rofl:

[Inchworm]

4. Nature and false gods

I'm thinkin bonfire...

:blush:

[crim son]

5. Or we could just set the grubs afire.

???

[Inchworm]

6. Only pre-dawn on Tuesdays

HELLS YES!

BURN!!!

*bwahahahaha*

:evilgrin:

[crim son]

7. Gas torch?

:rofl:

(with dignity) I hope you know I revere all the living creatures (except ants) and would never set any aflame except Dick Cheney and the shrub (kidding, Agent Mike). :hi:

[Inchworm]

8. There is no agent Mike

only stories of his/her grandjure... (sp) no intention on pushing the gov't button...

:hi:

[crim son]

9. I cannot go from thread to thread, Agent Mike.

Is that how you spell "grandeur"? Oh, I see the (sp) and I forgive. Push not the button.

[Inchworm]

10. zactly.. get to the point

u cwallin me a non-speler?

:rofl:

[crim son]

11. Yous screwn!

Shit, with janesez in mind I find I cannot resort to any DU humor and find pleasure in it. That wench.