Game 339:
"It's Lim'ricks Two Thousand and Eight!"
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Rosie: There was a young fellow from Streatham strettum
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Raak: Who whenever he sneezed he would wet 'em
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Quendalon: His allergist said,
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irach: "Your nose is quite red"
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Software: "So wear a kilt and knickers - forget 'em
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Simons Mith: A tadpole, an elk and a jay
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Rizmage: Were involved in a very strange way
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Software: A menage à trois
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Graham III: En style bruxellois
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Rosie: Which meant they ate sprouts every day. (Previous lim.) - I put up the same opening line in PantsMC over 5 years ago and the second line read "Who chewed off his bollocks and ate 'em. Just a reminder to keep the filth going. :-)
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Marc: While cooking the Soup of the day ...bollocks not included... ;-)
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Simons Mith: On the banks of the silvery Tay
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Red Wolf: I accidentally added
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Chalky: A spice-and-herb-padded - [Red Wolf] Not the easiest of rhymes [or scanniness]:-)
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Trowe: Bra ... and went from d00uble Dee to A
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Ameena: When sitting beneath a large cow
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Projoy: You'd be wise to get out... about now.
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Marc: As the tail it is lifting
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irach: A strong odour is drifting
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Software: Boy, you will get dumped on - and how!
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Néa: The Wonderful Wizard of Tring
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Rizmage: Has a trick, with a short piece of string
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Rosie: He joins the two ends
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Marc: The rope he extends
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irach: And voila! It turns into bling!
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CdM: Speaking of Tring, how is Blob?
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Ameena: What if his name changes to "Bob"?
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Phil: He will have an "l" spare
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Blob: What the L - do I care ? - Gosh ! my very own limerick ! *swoons*
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Software: That he'll wear in his hair
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Software: Bugger! Simulpost - I'm just an ignorant slob
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CdM: Robert Farrow, famed mystery
writer,
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CdM: It seems to be my day for doing stupid html things. At least for me,
clicking on that link causes a .jpg download; that was obviously not my
intention. All in all, hardly worth it for a rather obscure MC in-joke. My
apologies.
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Blob: (Blush, blush, blush - my red face gets brighter)
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Chalky: Is as fit as a flea - OMG - that pic!
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nights: 'Cos he eats for his tea - Why can I not get the idea of rotisserie chicken out of my head now?
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Software: Slimcea® - bread that's claimed to be lighter
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Rizmage: My printer has run out of ink
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Simons Mith: So pass me a freshly-skinned skink
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irach: I shall squeeze out its bile
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Ameena: And will hope it's worthwhile
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Software: If not, I'll tip down the sink
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Marc: My printings are smelly-green-pink
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Phil: Why did I use skink and not mink!
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CdM: The reason is not what you think Simulposted, but my line follows on
so nicely from Phil's that I'm going to leave it. We'll just have to see how long
this limerick ends up being. [Chalky] Yes. I had no idea
that was what he looked like.
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Rosie: (Bifurcating from Phil) Or p'rhaps cochineal
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Software: (Bifurcating from CdM)I am not gay
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irach: For pink ink, I feel/I don't lean that way...playing it both ways
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Blob: Is far more exciting I think / Leastways that's what I say to my shrink
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CdM: Christmas is coming around I didn't actually intend that as a
bifurcation, but as an extension (hence my comment that my line followed on
from Phil's). But no matter.
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Marc: Soon New Years rockets will sound
February 7th 2008 is first day of the Year of the Rat
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Ameena: The booze will all go Cool, I'm a ratty myself :D
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CdM: The blow it will snow [Ameena] Me too. But are you a 23-
year old rat, a 35-year old rat, a 47-year old rat, a 59-year old rat...?
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JLE: And the shops sell good stuff for 1 pound.
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Ameena: Outside I see ice and some mist 23 :)
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nfras: So let's stay and get quietly pissed
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Rosie: Let the fog to our brains
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Raak: Rise as high as the rains
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Rizmage: And down scotch with a flick of the wrist.
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CdM: Uninterchangeableness
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CdM: As even I find that difficult to read now, let me clarify:
Uninterchangeableness
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Rosie: Means specificity, yes?
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Raak: This impenetrability
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_tim_: Seems caused by senility
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Blob: And a movement of vowels, I confess - (I'm a 47-y-o Rat BTW - which are you CdM ?
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irach: The movement of vowels, not bowels
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Marc: There’s no need for shower and towels
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Blob: But a quick interjection
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Bif: Consonant (on reflection)
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Blob: With the clucking of old farmyard fowls ... sorry to double-go & with a fairly feeble line, but the game seemed to have stalled.
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Marc: I refuse to start writing again
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Bif: With this vampire attached to my vein
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irach: It sucks out my muse
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Chalky: With its niggardly news
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Ameena: And it's making me slowly insane
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irach: When you see three men in a boat
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Rosie: Torpedo it; see if they float
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Marc: If they don't, well that's sad
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Ameena: 'Cause there's fun to be had
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nfras: with a life-vest, a shark and a goat.
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Linerider:
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CdM: People born in the year of the rat [Blob] I'm 11.
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Raak: Are cool froods who know where it's at
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Blob: With whiskers a-twitching - [CdM] You show a remarkable grasp of the games, especially as you were just three when first I played here.
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Bif: They find themselves itching usa
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nfras: to run, in the presence of cats
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Wichita Lineman:
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Chalky: When interrogating a spy
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Software: Look 'em straight in the eye
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Raak: Place your hand on their knee
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Kim: And inform them, with glee
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blamelewis: That you know what is strapped to their thigh.
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Stretched garrotte:
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Ameena: A pen that ain't got any ink
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Blob: Can be used to enliven a skink
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Simons Mith: You angle it so
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irach: The skink stiffens below
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I Say, Porter!: And ejaculates, quick as a wink!. Now wash your hands. The white coat, please.
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Rosie: A bonny wee lad from Dundee
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Quendalon: Embarked on a sexual spree
Game over! And what a splendid game it was, too.
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