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Regret is for pussies. Bad decisions make for even better stories and he who dies with the most stories wins.

lol, I'm not sure I can be THAT artistic... but I won't disappoint ;)

Gonna go get some more treats and get the party started!

omg.

PENG... I've been typing, deleting, rewriting.... I'm going to need some more time with this.

It's still coming, I'm just getting stuck on how to write it... More specifically, it's the metaphors that I'm having trouble with... I've already used the seasons, landscapes and blunt romance in the other I've written... I'm trying to come up with something original for ya...

Tell me about things you like, maybe that'll help... And some more liquid creativity probably couldn't hurt...

The more you drink the more creative it gets!
Let' see, I cannot wait to hear a drunk Canadians poem! I have faith in you. ;). I like pickles, snow, sleeping pills, hockey, fall (you covered the seasons), rain, olives (throwing you off here), oxygen... Haha...just popped in my head, crazy I know. Hmmm, alcohol, people, people drinking alcohol...lol. Who doesn't love cold and blankets??? Swings! Giraffes! Campfires! Holy crap, now I'm just nostalgic. I think I'm going to write a poem for myself. Kidding about the sleeping pills though. But it would be nice to have them because I think I would like them..alot. I don't know if I'd want them in a poem though. So forget the pills. I'd say the UFC also, but that doesn't fit in a poem very well. Yes, I like squirrels too. I have a few buddies who hang out with me in the side yard. They are so funny, but they don't look like wolves.


I'm really of no help. Write a poem about you and say its for me! DBA is not very pleased with me, but he doesn't get to retract the poem. It's mine and he can't have it back!




Last Edited by PENG on 02/01/2013 10:56 PM

wow... K, I'm already inspired... Give me like 20-30 minutes.

Honestly, that helped.

So is the alcohol...


Now watch the master.

Peng, the topics you've given Calm to work with are genius.

This is going to be EPIC. I can feel it.

LOL! Now the question is, is CalmShock a happy drunk or an angry drunk..... "And that made all the difference...."

Pressure's on buddy.

In a deep sleep, I dream of you and I high in the mountains on the snow capped peaks. The air so thin and cool, my mind drunkenly staggers at your beauty.

Your warm embrace in the cool wind, I feel a gentle rain on my face. We swing, back and forth, naked by the fire.

Our love, echoing though the mountaintops can be heard throughout the world, making both man and god jealous... A war arises and I whisper in your ear, "Don't be afraid". Our love shall never face penalty.

The throngs of men and gods, fall beneath me me in droves. The Ground littered in the colors of fall...

Then a giraffe eating olives walk in...

I wake up.

Last Edited by CalmShock on 02/02/2013 12:01 AM

I tried to incorporate everything you mentioned, loosely in some cases, but that's how it goes ;)

PENG...PENG...PENG...

You have been wooed like no woman has ever been wooed before. I'm laughing so hard, I'm in pain, over here!


Someone. Help.

Then, give Calm an award, quick.

F'ing brilliant.

That was brilliant! And so much symbolism there. LOL. Very very clever writing. That one is a keeper for sure!

lol...



;)

He is a keeper and we need to find a beautiful girl worthy of him and his puppy (pictured above).

Not kidding, I have been re-reading and laughing I'm almost in tears.
When I go to the zoo, forever now, I will envision the giraffes eating olives. OMG.
And swing naked by the fire... That is what love is all about!


Last Edited by PENG on 02/02/2013 12:27 AM

Tonight you're gonna dream about giraffes. And they'll be fighting in the UFC on a hockey rink... And drunk people will be throwing olives.

It'll all make sense in the morning.

I loved it. A tremendous amount of effort from a Scorpio no doubt!

I actually quoted your post so I could quickly reference what you listed as I was writing it... I don't think I left anything out, did I?

I had some laughs writing it so I'm glad you ladies liked it.

Nothing worse then being the only one laughing at your own jokes...

that is lovely writing, Calm... love it! beautiful. haha. Love how the giraffe eating olives walks in. haha.

Pickles? I haven't found any reference to pickles. And I just found the reference to hockey! Lol

FUCK!

Honestly, that was the first thing I thought about too...

I was going to make a reference to bitterness and got caught up...

damnit!

DBA, you made the cut chief.

hehe..very good squirrel!!!..

I try...

and succeed with a highly developed skill of magnificence.

;)

This thread needs more crotch.

:mepassedout:

I'm getting deja vu...

The liquor! It's working!

I am very well.
And you?

How can you say that? You're adorable and I'm not the least bit upset. I would never wish to take it back and meant every word.
...
This is not directed at PENG, but some gentle chiding.

However on a seperate note, as someone who's worked with the mentally challenged, I'm a bit incredulous at all the pictures mocking children with Down's Syndrome. It's why I haven't commented recently and I'm not understanding the humor of doing this practice. It's very low brow.

Children with Down's Syndrome are incredibly loving, gentle, and very affectionate. They love personal attention, and some are only mildly affected and so quite aware of mockery. The sad truth is that some parents have asked for plastic surgery to modify their appearance to disguise the fact that they're mentally challenged. In addition, it's very tragic that they die prematurely by a host of illnesses due to their medical condition. They often die of Alzheimer’s disease too.

Mocking a child of God like that is disturbing.

Last Edited by Don'tBeAfraid on 02/02/2013 11:27 AM

A true poet would have used the wonderfully appropriate word feminine in there as well as rodent. Other than that, it didn't suck as some creative imagery.

Last Edited by Don'tBeAfraid on 02/02/2013 11:24 AM

I'm doing well! Going to go for hike in a bit... Beautiful day in Atlanta.

Hey pimp man! Bitterness would have been a great metaphor.

Your liver must be made of steel dear. (Ooh I could use that in a poem). One drink for me and I'm 3 sheets to the wind. Cheap date. lol. I'm getting old and can't take the alcohol like I used to.

Hope you are feeling well today... I'm off for a hike in the snow capped mountains!