Originally posted by homedepotov😞 What VR does with his mouse, in private is none of your concern. 😞
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the general forum
Not a poster was stirring, even Very Rusty wasn’t abusing his mouse
Someone provide the next line. Thanks.
That didn't even rhyme nor fit the original poem.
Plonker
Merry Christmas BTW 🙂
twas tha night afore xmas, and all round tha shack...
we set up chessboards, even tho we iz hacks...
tha beer wuz on ice, and ice wuz on beer,
hopin to have good luck, along wit hiz cheer...
tha rugrats wuz drugged, and stuffed in tha pantry,
hopin uncle fester, wouldn't play wit they hankies...
now, momma wuz neked, and hot to trot,
an i wanted nookie, even tho i wuz sloshed...
when over in tha den, a chessboard hit tha floor,
i figgered it wuz tha dogs, they'd done this afore...
i stumbled past tha laundry, an fell on my azz,
cussed at tha guyz, who left out tha trash...
finally some light, wuz shed on tha scene,
but afore i threw up, i turned mighty green...
there among tha chess pieces, wuz a fat olde fart,
wit a dozen norway rats, haulin hiz cart...
he wuz crusty and grubby, an smelled like my boot,
no wonder they called him, "that dang olde coot"...
"let's pay a game, of immorality" he cried,"
i always play e4, like my hands are tied"...
"so shove me a pawn, where tha sun don't shine,
"an if ya take my bishop, dang itz a crime"...
"quit forkin me like that!!! wit yer horsie so big"
he took out hiz hip flask, an gulped a great swig...
"don't fergit to castle, itz safe so they say,"
unless i trap yer lady, an give her a roll in tha hay"
he moved out hiz rooks, way too early it seemed,
and soon i dispatched them, az easy az cream...
tha game wuz soon over, he wuz drunk az a skunk...
an my luscious lil wifey, wuz off in a funk...
he went over to tha tree, and proceeded to pee,
my lady wuz laughin, he wuz hung to hiz knee!!!
he belched and he farted, with excellent force,
and they wuz quite aromatic, i fainted of course...
now about this time, he decided to go,
but then he asked my lassie, if she wuz a ho!!!
she kicked him out squarely, right on hiz butt,
"if you wanna play chess here, you won't act like a mutt!!!"
so he and hiz rats, took off in tha night,
and mooned us like crazy, twas a dreadful fright...
that's all there iz folks,to this sad lil tale,
i'll go peacefully officer, just take me to jail...
😀
rookie
Originally posted by rookie54That was beautiful rook. :'(
twas tha night afore xmas, and all round tha shack...
we set up chessboards, even tho we iz hacks...
tha beer wuz on ice, and ice wuz on beer,
hopin to have good luck, along wit hiz cheer...
tha rugrats wuz drugged, and stuffed in tha pantry,
hopin uncle fester, wouldn't play wit they hankies...
now, momma wuz neked, and hot to trot,
an i wanted nook ...[text shortened]... tale,
i'll go peacefully officer, just take me to jail...
😀
rookie