Random limerick of the day:
A fav'rite flagella commis'rates,
While fun, fuzzy flagellate flagit'rates,
"My fanny indeed
Its stench I oft heed
For its pontific, wonton flatulates."
You all have Dollar Bill to thank for this one. It makes no sense, but since when am I known to make any? Quite frankly, these are not that easy to compose. I find it a challenge and a welcome one at that. Any requests? Perhaps I should go back to the old Haiku?
2 comments:
Dude ... all you did was ask me for a noun. I certainly didn't expect all this hoopla!
At least it was just a limerick and not a full-blown treatise on flatulants. I'm still surprised it was the first thing to come to mind.
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