Do you have a favorite joke
Anything that leaves one soaked
Because they tinkled
When they hiccuped
Laughing at your silly ... joke
Haha I am lame but it's fun trying to write limerick poems most days
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Quote by Blue
This is more in reference to cursing and keeping it within the guidelines of this site. The forums are public and a younger audience are allowed to partake. On stories we can put an age limit and warning on it, in the forums, we can't.
Thank you everyone for keeping that in mind.
thanks Blue xoxo
Quote by gypsy
Molly's question is a good one. I cautiously hope that there is a significant and continuous decrease in bigotry, so that with each new generation there is less of it and the young are inculcated to be on guard against it.
Yes, I enjoy a ramble, both kinds mentioned. Have you read this article?
The slow death of purposeless walking
Thanks! Bigotry is something I personally experience and it is beyond my understanding why. It makes me so fricking mad!
Yes now I have read it. I wonder how that applies to running (jogging) and I find that music blocks the distracting noises of the cars. Thanks for the link.
How do you decide who pays for the meal on a first date?
There are those who will befriend you;
Lend support when times are tough
Then there are those who will rail against you
And stab you in the back quickly enough
When there is just the slightest hint
Of spurious offence to be seen to be taken
You can rest assured that offence will be grabbed,
However miguided or mistaken.
What ensues is the sort of melee
Usually seen in a kindergarten
This behaviour by supposed adults
Is guaranteed to utterly dishearten.
And the reason for all this unseemliness?
Why, the opportunity to puff and blow
And to spout miguided gibberish
About things they do not know.
Not bothering with facts or truth, of course
Because there's a scent of blood in the air!
Let's rip into the outrageous interloper
Who cares whether it's right or fair?
To gang up like a bunch of bullies
Childishly egging one another on
Into making ever nastier comments
Hoping you can make me gone.
My god, what an uncouth reaction
To one who speaks his mind
Who tells things how he really feels
How can you be so cruel and unkind?
Insult and berate me as much as you like,
Because the one thing you cannot see
Is how much I sit and laugh at you:
It's better than watching TV!
Understand this, I'm not going to change my ways
Just to fit in with how YOU think I ought to be
That just is not ever going to happen
I will always remain true to me
Which leaves you with a choice, my friends
Continue or back off and allow my me rightful place
As a welcome member and contributor to
This community we call Stories Space.
Lend support when times are tough
Then there are those who will rail against you
And stab you in the back quickly enough
When there is just the slightest hint
Of spurious offence to be seen to be taken
You can rest assured that offence will be grabbed,
However miguided or mistaken.
What ensues is the sort of melee
Usually seen in a kindergarten
This behaviour by supposed adults
Is guaranteed to utterly dishearten.
And the reason for all this unseemliness?
Why, the opportunity to puff and blow
And to spout miguided gibberish
About things they do not know.
Not bothering with facts or truth, of course
Because there's a scent of blood in the air!
Let's rip into the outrageous interloper
Who cares whether it's right or fair?
To gang up like a bunch of bullies
Childishly egging one another on
Into making ever nastier comments
Hoping you can make me gone.
My god, what an uncouth reaction
To one who speaks his mind
Who tells things how he really feels
How can you be so cruel and unkind?
Insult and berate me as much as you like,
Because the one thing you cannot see
Is how much I sit and laugh at you:
It's better than watching TV!
Understand this, I'm not going to change my ways
Just to fit in with how YOU think I ought to be
That just is not ever going to happen
I will always remain true to me
Which leaves you with a choice, my friends
Continue or back off and allow my me rightful place
As a welcome member and contributor to
This community we call Stories Space.
Sometimes things are difficult
They're hard to understand
But if we could just reach out
And hold on to God's hand
Then maybe with each passing day
Our strength will begin to grow
And in those silent moments
We feel God's love glow
So try to be calm and patient
Letting go of our own plans
Giving God the complete control
While holding tightly to His hand
We have to say goodbye to those we've lost
While holding closely to those still here
And remembering God loves us
Though His plans may bring tears
🎀Written for my sister and brother-in-law after losing his brother🎀
They're hard to understand
But if we could just reach out
And hold on to God's hand
Then maybe with each passing day
Our strength will begin to grow
And in those silent moments
We feel God's love glow
So try to be calm and patient
Letting go of our own plans
Giving God the complete control
While holding tightly to His hand
We have to say goodbye to those we've lost
While holding closely to those still here
And remembering God loves us
Though His plans may bring tears
🎀Written for my sister and brother-in-law after losing his brother🎀
