Ever reckon Cupid'd like the day off?
Feb. 14th, 2008 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Cheers to those who've'n't forgotten me over here in my ickle corner of the earth.
Much to my chagrin, I've holes in my pockets and I've'n't an artistic bone in my body, so let's go about this the only way I know how: with a limerick.
To the Ginger-Haired Siren:
There once was this witch who knew she was fit
And would cheat every chance she knew she could get
With a flash of her leg
She'd win the whole game
And left the sods wondering with what they were hit
To the Best Looking Bloke, Second Only to Me:
An Ode to Your Life on a Farm, in Limerick form:
A farmer's young helper named Tull
Accidentally was milking a bull
The farmer said, "Yer dumb,
You done milked the wrong one!"
Said the boy, "But me whole bucket is full!"
To the Sister I Never Knew I Wanted:
She seems a feisty and confident one
Who's infatuated with her infant son
But she's a fine sight to see
When she's her true self with me
And the rest of the world's forgotten.
Much to my chagrin, I've holes in my pockets and I've'n't an artistic bone in my body, so let's go about this the only way I know how: with a limerick.
To the Ginger-Haired Siren:
There once was this witch who knew she was fit
And would cheat every chance she knew she could get
With a flash of her leg
She'd win the whole game
And left the sods wondering with what they were hit
To the Best Looking Bloke, Second Only to Me:
An Ode to Your Life on a Farm, in Limerick form:
A farmer's young helper named Tull
Accidentally was milking a bull
The farmer said, "Yer dumb,
You done milked the wrong one!"
Said the boy, "But me whole bucket is full!"
To the Sister I Never Knew I Wanted:
She seems a feisty and confident one
Who's infatuated with her infant son
But she's a fine sight to see
When she's her true self with me
And the rest of the world's forgotten.
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Date: 2008-02-15 08:18 pm (UTC)I'm not infatuated though.
Oh, it was fine. How did your day go?
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Date: 2008-02-15 09:34 pm (UTC)This photo I have says otherwise.
Fine? That's it? I'm disappointed in Tony then. He should've at least earned a "better than a trip to the dentist".
I was dragged out shopping with you. Best Valentine's day ever, far as I'm concerned.
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Date: 2008-02-15 09:42 pm (UTC)Photograph? What photograph?
It's fine, that's all there is to say. He had to work, so, it's fine.
You shouldn't say 'dragged' if you had a good time. Perhaps you weren't eager at the off, but you had a lovely time, even if Brennan needs more attention than you. I know it upsets you.
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Date: 2008-02-15 10:01 pm (UTC)The one I snapped of the two of you a few days back when you were visiting. Right after you fed him. I don't know, you look pretty infatuated to me.
He'd to work? I thought he had the night off.
Yeah, but short of messing myself and finding myself a wet nurse, I reckon'll've to deal. After all, the kid won't be cute forever.
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Date: 2008-02-15 10:08 pm (UTC)I'll have to take a look at that photograph next I see you. He's quite charming when he wants to be, you know. I'm just trying to be a decent mother.
He did, but plans changed. It doesn't matter; you know what I said.
He will be cute forever. His father is, after all. It's possible.
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Date: 2008-02-15 10:15 pm (UTC)Wasn't implying you weren't. Quite the opposite, actually.
Yeah, I was hoping that'd changed over the last day or two.
Oi, give me fair warning next time you've something humourous to say. I shot my lager clear across the room there after reading that. Damn, my nose burns.
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Date: 2008-02-15 10:19 pm (UTC)I don't know about that. I think actually -- No, never mind. I don't really want to discuss it.
So had I, but not as such. It's fine, or it will be, maybe. I don't think it matters.
We've already had this discussion, though I do wish I agreed with you right now.
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Date: 2008-02-15 10:48 pm (UTC)What? Why?
It needs to be. No maybes about it.
C'mon, now. You've seen his eyebrows, yeah? Dead frightening.
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Date: 2008-02-15 11:29 pm (UTC)Not everything goes as planned, Michael. If anyone knows that, it's me. In fact, most plans are useless and impossible. I don't know why any bothers with them in the first place.
We should discuss your eyebrows instead.
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