When one's creative juices are flowing like the stormy seas being poured forth from the cup of the Gods over the lands, I believe one should write. Or type. Or somehow release these magical energies into a neanderthal's left boxing glove. No, not his good pair, the slightly small ones made of sabre-tooth fur.
Okay, now that we've got all that sensical tedium out of the way, let's talk about what really matters in society today. Puns. Puns are fun, that's why they rhyme. Don't even ask why Reich and bike rhyme, that way doth Madness lie. So unless you like their hits such as "Baggy Trousers" "House of Fun" and "It Must be Love", then i definitely wouldn't recommend it. If you do, well can you ask them why dyke also rhymes with that? And I mean the canals, not the lesbians.
Anyway, who do you think coined the term "dike" for lesbians? Let's look it up. No, wait, even better, and much more logical and rationally, let's guess. Maybe it's because in the Netherlands all the lesbians congregate to the dykes for lesbian activities such as golf and scissoring, so they were called, in Dutch "Dikengathereren". When the English and American peeps came over to Dutch-land to fight the power of love, they shortened this word to "dike", and thus the term was born. You're welcome.
Now, let's return to the original topic of this post: Jesus. Jesus is a great man. He fought bravely for what he believed he should fight for. Ahh, yes, Jesus, aka AAron Aguilera, a wrestler who during his time in the WWE made up 'Los Conquistadores' with Uno. Didn't expect that shit of a knowledge bomb, did ya?
Okayokayokay, this time, something actually substantial. Let's go for silly similes. Or silliles. Not to be confused with the Sill Isles, just off the Window Peninsula or the Sillilillies, a particularly foolish plant. Wordplay is fun. As is other stuff that rhymes with it, such as birdplay, curdplay, Kyrgplay and the much under-appreciated Microsoft Zune. I kid, nobody likes the zune. I don't even know what it looks like/is. Seriously.
You may have noticed that at the beginning of each paragraph i mention something, but by the second sentence i get distracted. Let me tell you why. When a man and another man love each other very much but not in a way where they want to put various things in each other, they usually eventually end up buying a small Chilean man together, cruelly naming him Jorge (no, Jorge!). Now, like a giant wood in summer with a couple of tits perched on it, this is slightly dirty. Except the simile was much dirtier. Especially considering that birds rarely bathe, and when they do it's in those little bird-bath things filled with rain water and other bird's shit.
Okay, enough for now, I'm not sure if anyone will read all this random shit. But my creative juices are flowing, all around my mouth and starting to drip down my chin. Now I have to do that thing where you kind of wipe it away with your wrist, but you're holding the juicy fruit in that hand and fencing against a young Singaporean Rapscallion armed with a fine Toledo blade with the other.
Don't do drugs, kids. And don't do kids. Young goats have enough on their plates.
Okay, now that we've got all that sensical tedium out of the way, let's talk about what really matters in society today. Puns. Puns are fun, that's why they rhyme. Don't even ask why Reich and bike rhyme, that way doth Madness lie. So unless you like their hits such as "Baggy Trousers" "House of Fun" and "It Must be Love", then i definitely wouldn't recommend it. If you do, well can you ask them why dyke also rhymes with that? And I mean the canals, not the lesbians.
Anyway, who do you think coined the term "dike" for lesbians? Let's look it up. No, wait, even better, and much more logical and rationally, let's guess. Maybe it's because in the Netherlands all the lesbians congregate to the dykes for lesbian activities such as golf and scissoring, so they were called, in Dutch "Dikengathereren". When the English and American peeps came over to Dutch-land to fight the power of love, they shortened this word to "dike", and thus the term was born. You're welcome.
Now, let's return to the original topic of this post: Jesus. Jesus is a great man. He fought bravely for what he believed he should fight for. Ahh, yes, Jesus, aka AAron Aguilera, a wrestler who during his time in the WWE made up 'Los Conquistadores' with Uno. Didn't expect that shit of a knowledge bomb, did ya?
Okayokayokay, this time, something actually substantial. Let's go for silly similes. Or silliles. Not to be confused with the Sill Isles, just off the Window Peninsula or the Sillilillies, a particularly foolish plant. Wordplay is fun. As is other stuff that rhymes with it, such as birdplay, curdplay, Kyrgplay and the much under-appreciated Microsoft Zune. I kid, nobody likes the zune. I don't even know what it looks like/is. Seriously.
You may have noticed that at the beginning of each paragraph i mention something, but by the second sentence i get distracted. Let me tell you why. When a man and another man love each other very much but not in a way where they want to put various things in each other, they usually eventually end up buying a small Chilean man together, cruelly naming him Jorge (no, Jorge!). Now, like a giant wood in summer with a couple of tits perched on it, this is slightly dirty. Except the simile was much dirtier. Especially considering that birds rarely bathe, and when they do it's in those little bird-bath things filled with rain water and other bird's shit.
Okay, enough for now, I'm not sure if anyone will read all this random shit. But my creative juices are flowing, all around my mouth and starting to drip down my chin. Now I have to do that thing where you kind of wipe it away with your wrist, but you're holding the juicy fruit in that hand and fencing against a young Singaporean Rapscallion armed with a fine Toledo blade with the other.
Don't do drugs, kids. And don't do kids. Young goats have enough on their plates.
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