Points, more points and more points. Now I can get on the subway with $2

18 points - Booyah

I have no idea. But I do have an idea bout a young guy who get's pulled into a deep dark world of ... what? I'm just typing here.

I also have a story about a young girl who finds a necklace in the hallow of a tree. She falls asleep to awake in another place and time. Into another world of control and necromancy.

It's just crap really. But I like them.

Yea... so it's Tuesday... so i have my crap hockey league tonight... well shouldn't be calling it crap, i didn't even score once last week, hit the crossbar, the post, and had 10 shots without a goal! To be honest I jinxed myself, b/c i was intending to earn assists and not score, b/c I already have 3 more goals than anyone else and the season just began. Shall try harder tonight, or that's a lie, but shall try and do something productive.

See, my mind keeps going even if it never makes sense. It's what's entertained me when I was on restriction as a young kid.

Silly parents should have bought me a watch if they wanted me home at a certain hour. How was I to know it was five pm and time to eat if i didn't have a watch?

I played a lot of sports and it just doesn't end until someone won. Be it 2pm or ten pm. Dad didn't understand at all.

So, I learned to make up stories which had no point and never ended. Mostly where I killed evil dragons and had a lot horses to ride.

Yes, I did want to be an Amazon warrior.

Are you tired of reading yet? Cause I really want to know how many point I get for this one....

22!

There once was a pirate from Crew,
Who had nothing better to do.
He had some bad meat,
And other rotten things to eat,
And then did a crap in his shoe.


My attempt at a limrick.
I need to drink more alcohol.

I'm hiding from my bird fred... using the laptop and a shield, no eye contact made... he's looking for a way around it... churp chirp churp chirp... he's consistent... he should go take a nap or something... hmm... shall con't to hide at this awkward angle! Damn he flew to my knee!!
No escaping Fred

Oh, heck no. No poems. I couldn't remember a poem to save my mind. Unless it's the little jack corner.. but then did he pull out a plum or a pull out his thumb with a plum?

Never did like those nursery rhymes. Mary, Mary quiet contrary? Really? Was she so bad? And heck with the Jack Sprat could eat no fat his wife could eat not lean...

Are they calling her fat? Are all the women fat in those stories? Except for Mary and her little lamb or Red Riding hood. Am I right?

I know I'm right.

See, I want to be a hero. Now, is that a song? No, no.
It's I wanna be a Cowboy. Yes, that's it. I wanna be a cowboy, and you can be my cowgirl. Chauvinist.

40,000 savages sitting down to lunch.
Gobble gobble, glup gulp, munch munch munch.

(Thank you Spike Milligan)