(Sung, obviously off-key and in falsetto, to the tune of "Silent Night")
Silent blog, holes in the blog,
All is calm, all is dead
Round yon corner poster and guest
Slowly tiptoe along with the rest
To squeak by in quiet and peace,
To squeak by in quiet and peace.
Silent blog, holes in the blog,
Members quake at the sight
Of having to make a comment or post
That does not sound just like the most
Of all the other one-liners,
Of all the other one-liners.
Silent blog, holes in the blog,
My ears hurt from all of the noise;
O, wait now, I must be mistaken
Here I was, and the sound I was takin'
Turned out to only be static,
Turned out to only be static.
Silent blog, holes in the blog,
Wondrous sound, lend thy waves;
With the bloggers, let us communicate,
Alleluia to our Fiend's Cafe! (Typo on purpose ;)
New discussion is bo-oorn!!
Ne-eew discu-uusion is bo-ooooorn!
Break the cycle! C'mon! Say something for Christmas!
Friday, December 21, 2007
Mary Chrisamus, Ya Quiet Freaks!
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9 comments:
That was very creative. Bravo.
Thank you, Mr. Rob B.! I'd comment more, but unfortunately, you only posted a one-liner, therefore, that qualifies you for Runner-up in the "CW One-liner Award", titled, "Sure,-I'll-post-next-week-and-it's-been-months-but-I'll-still-be-a-voyuer-ringin'-my-bell-for-ya-in-some-Wal-Mart-parkin'-lot-Golden-Glub" award. We'll post it some time in the next century whether you've actually won or not. Don't hold your breath.
Regardless, thanks for saying something. Mr. Johnson would be so proud! ;) Mary Chrisamess!
Oh, look! We now have an orange "blogger" symbol by our name if we're....Bloggers, I guess....! I feel like Tiny Tom after Scrooge found out the true meaning of Christmas!
No, again, it's not a typo. Tiny Tom worked at Home Depot when Ebenezer was visited by "spirits", and provided detailed instructions and materials for the sled that the boy used to pull the largest turkey from the butcher's shop to Bob Scratchit's house. Tiny Tom felt....well....numb, I guess is the best word, because he's just trying to get through each day without some yahoo moron asking him if you should use a propane torch to solder PVC pipe to the vent of a gas chamber, or if MAPP gas would be better. Just like all the other employees there, they wouldn't play any reindeer games, or fun games, or anything that even resembled games. Ask a question, and it's either like you spoke in a foreign language, pissed in their Cheerios, or interrupted them from advising the President. Poor Tiny Tom. No one's even heard of him, but then again, he could give a ....
Anyway, thanks for the Christmas gift addition, Blogger! But then again, its not like it make a .... bit of difference....
Oh, and by the way, Paqguy=DBAgeekazoid. I saw anothor Blooger page VERY recently with the "Read More" tags, and yes, they worked fine. I'm now doubting your "Blogger messed it all up" excuse. Fix it. Now. Or I get all "Rumor Mill" on your donkey, if you catch my drift....
Another day goes by, and yet another Silent Night (except for you, Rob. You get extra credit points). Busy Christmas, I know. If it weren't for the stress of the commercialization of Christmas, we'd actually have to think about what its supposed to mean. Thank goodness Wal-Mart and Hallmark have bailed us out...
Next year I'm celebrating the Winter Solstice along with Bob Scratchit....
No, really...
Christmas Eve, and "Silent Night" couldn't have been a more appropriate song to satyrize. At least I have the place all to myself....
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
(Merry Christmas everyone, merry christmas everyone...)
Have a great day tomorrow!!
(day tomorrow, day tomorrow....)
Hey! Stop mocking me!
(mocking me, mocking me....)
((and for my favorite line from the Jim Carrey Grinch...)
I'm an idiot!
(you're an idiot....)
All ribbing aside, enjoy the Holidays everyone, wherever you are!
No comment at least on my post while you were in here slammin me with a corny holiday poem after I did a corny holiday poem? Just for that, I'm inviting Pourpah over to YOUR house for New Year's....
i think pourpah called me the other day trying to sell me a new sprint cell phone. what do u know about this???
I gave him and all of his cousins your number and told him to tell his family that your a telemarketer's dream come true. Your phone should catch on fire in about a week or so....
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