Hey diddle diddle
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon-y.
So take your poem,
and go on home,
or I'll have you committed--
you LOONY!
(from an old Mad Magazine parody)
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 3:50,
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the cow jumped over the moon-y.
So take your poem,
and go on home,
or I'll have you committed--
you LOONY!
(from an old Mad Magazine parody)
let's go camping in the scary woods of death
(um, I butchered that line, but you know what I mean)
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 4:27,
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I read Mad magazing
for the first time ever last weekend.
After reading all the way through two issues I came to the conclusion that it is utterly devoid of humour.
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 3:55,
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After reading all the way through two issues I came to the conclusion that it is utterly devoid of humour.
And all this time...
I thought I was the only one that thought that.
Thanks.
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 3:57,
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Thanks.
I've felt that way looking at it recently
I'm not sure if it used to be better, or if it just seemed better because I was twelve years old.
in any case, I used to love it.
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 4:00,
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in any case, I used to love it.
Rose tinted spectacles?
I know a lovely lady with a pair
(Make your own rude jokes)
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 4:07,
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(Make your own rude jokes)
I remember reading them in the library at school
(We are talking 24+ years ago) and I never cracked a smile once. I kept reading them searching for that elusive joke.
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 4:04,
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not my poem
A shrimp who sought his lady shrimp
Could catch no glimpse
Not even a glimp.
At times, translucence
Is rather a nuisance.
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Could catch no glimpse
Not even a glimp.
At times, translucence
Is rather a nuisance.
Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay
did you get yours today?
I got mine yesterday
that's why I walk this way
/george carlin
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Sun 10 Apr 2005, 4:10,
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I got mine yesterday
that's why I walk this way
/george carlin