The day has finally come. For the last hour, I haven’t been able to find anything to do on the internet. The night has become so boring that the BBC News page hasn’t changed for 40 minutes. Anyone got any ideas?
Meantime, I suppose it’s time for some fresh air…
we could always invent some more limericks……
i didn’t know anyone else wrote limericks to entertain themselves.
Here’s a recent one…
Last night I saw a bright comet
and then I bent down to vomit
I made a quick call
to my good friend Paul
who told Osama Bin Laden to bomb it.
YES! Let’s do another one…
I once took a trip to the States..
to buy a blue pair of skates
I flew with Austin Powers
to see the tall Twin Towers
but sat next to Osama’s best mates…
that rocked!
In the Wim Wam Wo,
Where the cows go “Ro”
And the Flim Flam flaps in the breeze
There’s a Gim Gam Goo
Singing “Chim Cham Choo”
Where the mice choose to eat the diet cheese.
beautiful, Oliver, beautiful.
I once knew a man with a limp…..
who successfully boarded a blimp,
so full of hot air,
it caused some despair
and Osama’s a fucking arab gimp