Screw book reviews! :talk2hand: I'll write you a kinky six-word romance novel, though. ;)

Six-words? :drool: Challenge accepted. DO IT

They banged, then she died tragically.

:heart:

:O Nooooo! I mean, great job making a romance story in 6 words BUT WHERE IS MA KINK?

gotta sex it up, bitch! :talk2hand:

They sucked and moaned.... Pure ecstasy.

oooooh yea! *busts through a wall*

Kool-aid man? When'd you get here?!

can't spell kool aid without s-e-x! :lol:

Hahahaha. Waaait, whaa?

LOL. I kinda forgot about the kink. :gonk:

He choked her post-coital; she suffocated.

(Hyphenated words are SO considered one word! :talk2hand:)

Now this one just sounds like a kinky game and not a romance novel. :cry:

yea, i dunno :P

but time for sleeps!
have a good night!
luff choo!

Nighters, Ramona! :feesh:

-inches closer to Woody-
So... We have the poodle, I mean, uh, thread, to ourselves. :cool:

Muahahaha! Does that mean we get to run around naked yelling out our favorite poetry!?!

THERE ONCE WAS A MAN FROM NAAANTUCKET!

YESSS, IT MOST CERTAINLY DOES!

I see you driving
Round town with the girl I love
And I'm like: haiku

-pukes in a toilet-
Woody, I need your magically craptastic hotdog rolls. :gonk:

Hahahaha. Awww man. We are all out Facade *pats on back* There there. Pull yer pants up now.

I do have those potato hamburger buns though! :D :D :D ;)

The quality of mercy is not strained, it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed. It blessed him that gives and him that takes. Tis the mightiest in the mightiest.

See, you've got me whipping out the Shakespeare quotes now.

Ceelo Green tends to do that to people. :lol:

Now that you're making me hunt down poetry, I'm going to start some preliminary droolin' over W.B. Yeats, since I know Patrick Wolf's a big fan of his stuff. :ninja:

Originally Posted by W.B. Yeats, 'When You Are Old'

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

That is prettay. :drool:

I LOVEEE YEATS! Lets see what I can remember from my noggin of his

Where dips the rocky highland of Sleuth Wood
In the lake, there lies a leafy island where flapping herons wake
and drowsy water rats. There we've hid our faery vats full of
cherries and of reddest stolen berries.

Come away oh, human child to the waters and
the wild with a faery hand in hand
for the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.

Yah, the stanzas are right, but the lines aren't....cause its from memory.

Also, Lake Isle at Innisfree? LOVE

I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, 5
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; 10
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

That I had to look up. I kept messing up typing the first stanza. Silly Woody.

Ooh, I like the first one. :drool: Especially the last stanza!

I'm not all that into poetry; I'm more of a prose person.

Anyway... While I'd love to stay and chat, it's kinda close to 3AM and I need sleep. :gonk:
WE SHALL RECONVENE AT A LATER DATE, LAYDAY! :love:
-gnaws on your eyeball veins-

Stolen Child is probably one of my favorite poems. :drool:


Same here. I don' t know why I'm awake. *lets Facade gnaw away* Sweet dreams my dear!

Hey guys :)

I didn't know that you liked poetry Woody o_O

I shouldn't be allowed to wake up in the morning.
It makes me fucking grouchy. :lol:

Get on msn yo! :glomp: :drool:

It took me so long to remember my password lol.

Haha, I have mine saved xD