king_tanner 84 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Cocaine's a hell of a drug.Shoot it.... Shoot the J!Computer Blue Link to post Share on other sites
ricker 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Why do I have a strange feeling these are leading somewhere?I agree 100%.The first one was random, but a second one in two days? There's something going on here..... Link to post Share on other sites
umop-apisdn 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Nyquil + Pain Killers = bad poetry"I bring you love!" Link to post Share on other sites
Royal_Tour 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Everyone just calm down or you'll get us all killed.I suggest watching K-PAX. everything makes sense Link to post Share on other sites
SAM_Hard8 50 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Pffft, like that makes any sense next he'll say meh Link to post Share on other sites
JSHamm 9 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 meh Link to post Share on other sites
Figger 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 If we're sharing... Here goes.Roses are redViolets are blueSugar is sweetand so are youBut...The roses have wiltedThe violets are deadThe sugar bowl's emptyAnd so is your head Link to post Share on other sites
RuntCake 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 OP: Nice structure, interesting use of metaphore, good visualization. Over time, LSD will harm your nervous system. Link to post Share on other sites
Shizant 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Here I sit to take a Shyt;I pushed a load,But nothing showed,I realized something was amiss,I came in here to take a piss.(Poem from Mike B. of Ohio) Link to post Share on other sites
jowest 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Doth fall I doWhen winds sweep throughWhen light does shine and does reflectOver time my tree trunks wreckedBut worry notI've not forgotMy one weak spotMy proverbial root rotThat is your wordsLike wingless birdsThose nightless morns'Empty as soft core pornsThose words, those wordsThat do ring trueThat have led these branches back to youAnd before you knew I bid adieuToppled over before the night was throughPer chance do I die you wry spry guy?I answer not for this I sayI may bend yay swayAnd break I mayBut death does not this tree branch gotFor seeds have sownIn spots I've grownAnd burrowed thereIn earth's great careSo grow I will in seasons comeFret not my green thumb chumWORD! I love tupac. Link to post Share on other sites
NoSup4U 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 SERENITY NOW!!!! Link to post Share on other sites
burgerman 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 When DN goes weird with the poetry, I follow suit with Caddyshack's greatest scenes:Carl Spackler: What an incredible Cinderella story, this unknown comes outta no where to lead the pack, at Augusta. He's on his final hole, he's about 455 yards away - he's gonna hit about a two-iron I think. Oh he got all of that one! The crowd is standing on its feet here, the normally reserved Augusta crowd - going wild - for this young Cinderella, he's come outta no where, he's got about 350 yards left, he's gonna hit about a five-iron, don't you think? He's got a beautiful backswing - that's - Oh he got all of that one! He's gotta be pleased with that, the crowd is just on its feet here, uh - He's the Cinderella boy, uh - tears in his eyes I guess as he lines up this last shot, he's got about 195 yards left, he's got about a - its looks like he's got about an eight-iron. This crowd has gone deathly silent, the Cinderella story, outta no where, a former greenskeeper now - about to become the Masters champion. It looks like a mirac - It's in the Hole!Burgerman Link to post Share on other sites
alf13 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 But a tree falls. Does it die? How many fires must burn in the depths of Antigua before Cloie returns to the scene of the crime. Oh how I long for the day when birds fly free of their wings. Sailing on the surface of a cool sun that warms the heart. Tis' a day. No, Tis' a night. Yes, Tis' dost not come to the forefront of the mind on the first Tuesday of each bi-month. Oh how I despair for nights gone by in months and moons of yesteryear. If light breaks on yonder window does the tree die? Does the tree die in the woods when the woodpecker does his business? Birds, trees, flowers, all blow in the winds on shallow evenings of nightless mornings. Then the tree dies, but a bird is born.UH.....TP/MM?I know you took some pretty bad drawouts on HSP..but this is a little ridiculous.You aren't broke are you? Link to post Share on other sites
RuntCake 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Its secret Canadian poker code for money laundering scams to trade Maple Syrup and Fat Back for hard currency. Link to post Share on other sites
Jamie Gold' 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Pretty funny stuff. Link to post Share on other sites
M101A1-105 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 This is what happens when you've seen elentybazilian hands of poker. Link to post Share on other sites
doublemeup 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Looks like Mushu got a hold of Daniel's keyboard. Link to post Share on other sites
finztotheleft 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 Surprised no one has gotten it yet. Newly found romanticized view of the world + expressing thoughts in a manner that is lyrical and poetic to you, but unintelligible to others = Hormonal. Daniel is pregnant Link to post Share on other sites
Dratj 0 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 But a tree falls. Does it die? How many fires must burn in the depths of Antigua before Cloie returns to the scene of the crime. Oh how I long for the day when birds fly free of their wings. Sailing on the surface of a cool sun that warms the heart. Tis' a day. No, Tis' a night. Yes, Tis' dost not come to the forefront of the mind on the first Tuesday of each bi-month. Oh how I despair for nights gone by in months and moons of yesteryear. If light breaks on yonder window does the tree die? Does the tree die in the woods when the woodpecker does his business? Birds, trees, flowers, all blow in the winds on shallow evenings of nightless mornings. Then the tree dies, but a bird is born.DOH! Link to post Share on other sites
nutzbuster 7 Posted September 12, 2006 Share Posted September 12, 2006 HA!That wacky Foxwoods Pro is at it again!Nice try buddy.Birdie Birdie in the skyDropped a turdy in my eye.Im not a baby, I won't cryAren't you glad that cows don't fly?Adorable.... Link to post Share on other sites
rocksquid 50 Posted September 13, 2006 Share Posted September 13, 2006 I do not like green eggs and ham.I do not like them Sam I Am. Link to post Share on other sites
Balloon guy 158 Posted September 13, 2006 Share Posted September 13, 2006 Surprised no one has gotten it yet. Newly found romanticized view of the world + expressing thoughts in a manner that is lyrical and poetic to you, but unintelligible to others = Hormonal. Daniel is pregnant Link to post Share on other sites
SSPadawon4 0 Posted September 13, 2006 Share Posted September 13, 2006 Daniel drugs don't solve problems, I would known, donk off some money its better. Link to post Share on other sites
No_Neck 0 Posted September 13, 2006 Share Posted September 13, 2006 Is Survivor in Antiga? thats my only guess. Link to post Share on other sites
Al Smooth 0 Posted September 13, 2006 Share Posted September 13, 2006 Drugs are bad, M'kay? Link to post Share on other sites
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