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Apr 18 12, 00:12
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Dear LArry,
Well, I am more into the word-play than the niceties of in or on.
Anyway, on with :
I'd disgust and most likely offend if literally I went with the trend of having all hang out of that there's no doubt lock me up cuz I'd gone round the bend
Alan
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Apr 18 12, 08:14
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When locked up, look around if you bend; use your knees not your waist. You might send a false message to some who will look at your bum as a target that vertically grinned.
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Apr 18 12, 10:44
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TOP-SUNNED
It's a target that vertically gunned by a pilot who is so san-tunned when quite horizontal both his back, and frontal planes ensure that he is never shunned
Alan
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Apr 18 12, 14:51
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It is plain that you're easily stunned if you stare on the beach while she's sunned with no bottom or top on her in-the-sand pop which she drinks, while her sandwich she's shunned.
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Apr 19 12, 03:03
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As she drinks, and Lord Sandwich she shuns becaus he makes the most abstruse puns then wrinkling her pert nose also twinkling her toes stealing recipe, away she runs
Alan
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Apr 19 12, 14:18
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As she ran with purloined recipe the Earl's men who gave chase did not see that the distance had spread; she, on horse that was bred to relish steeplechase destiny
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Apr 19 12, 15:37
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GENTLEMEN'S STEEPLECHASE HOT The best blow-out in the business
Our Steeplechase Relish is destined to blow off, your socks, and out, your mind when it's taste, on your tongue makes you wish you had none and friends drown you in beer. If they're kind ....
Alan
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Apr 20 12, 13:16
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In beer, no matter what kind, some drown as tho they were blind. A can or a bottle, they down it full throttle and it Shirley befuddles the mind!
[A Pope wrote this to ridicule a poetaster: Flow, Welsted, flow! like thine inspirer, Beer: Though stale, not ripe; though thin, yet never clear; So sweetly mawkish, and so smoothly dull; Heady, not strong; o’erflowing, though not full.]
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Apr 20 12, 15:00
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I know Shirley, the barmaid who'll skip 'round the bar and the beers never tip. With her tongue, she can slice your ego in a trice. If you're dumb give her some of your lip.
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Apr 20 12, 16:50
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I know nothing of barmaids and such and their ale I've learned never to touch 'cause o' fam'ly-tree drunks who threw up in chunks... so I just steer away, brake and clutch.
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Apr 20 12, 23:35
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Commendable, JD.
My horse neither clutches nor brakes, And it leaves clouds of dust in its wakes. Give him juice of the barley, off he flies like a Harley! Whoa is me, it’s me bottom that aches!
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Apr 21 12, 10:46
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Bottoms hurt when astride drunken steeds whose own headache your soreness exceeds. Lead a horse to a drink; stirrup more than you think sad'll be fate's revenge when glute bleeds.
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Apr 22 12, 00:23
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Fate’s revenge is much worse than you think, Ask a codger, he’ll state with a wink, when a beer drinking horse breaks wind it’s with force that the air turns a shade of brute pink.
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Apr 22 12, 08:45
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Flatulence in bright pink? I suppose the smell did not resemble a rose but the stench from a sty full of pigs that drink rye will burn feathers from low flying crows.
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Apr 22 12, 12:33
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He wears decor from low-flying crows on his neck, on his shoulders and nose some folk will call it shit but those're lacking in wit refined ones say it's what ill wind blows
Alan
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Apr 22 12, 18:21
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Define what he says as just wind that blows, leaving hearers chagrinned; he says nothing at all, and he'll likely enthrall no intelligent man who's downwind.
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Apr 23 12, 10:21
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If downwind from a stench, undefined; most intelligent men use their mind to assess the extent and from where it was sent before losing that on which they dined.
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Apr 23 12, 10:29
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He threw up on the folks he had dined after showing them he was refined. Thus his gala had failed, so again he's assailed; his position is now reassigned.
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Apr 23 12, 11:50
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His posterior's now reassigned to a place of a different kind he got it into gear said "I am outta here" now lives a life so much more refined
Alan
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Apr 23 12, 15:56
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Yes, he thinks that his life is refined, 'cause his brain was so long drugged and wined that he can't see his butt's 'midst those old, dingy huts or the garbage that's strewn out behind.
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