SPOILER ALERT:


Dana, I know you are probably feeling a bit stunned, it was a double whammy for me because I found that out at the same time I learned there was no easter bunny. It made for a rough year.

I'm sorry, what? What about the Easter Bunny? OHMIGOD, wtf happened to the Easter Bunny!?

He ran away with post # 327.

Nooooooo! Come back!!!!!!


That twat still owes me an egg.

You can have my ovaries?!?

Are they made of chocolate?

I am though. Me me me me me infnity.

We'll see how hypocritical they are when a repubican does something praiseworthy.
No, they're made of locators.

Haahahaahhhahhahahahahaa...that was funny. Say that again! That was one of those jokes where the premise is so ludicrous you have to laugh, right? What's that called again? :lol:


:mecry:

They're made of pain and anguish! You bastids.

After reading this sad, hateful thread I've decided to post this poem here. It explains how I feel about myself and this thread and the Cellar, as it has been these past few days. I'm not being cheeky or tongue in cheek. I'm being honest about my feelings.

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
THE SECOND COMING

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

I agree Bri. The second coming is nigh. When the Republican control both houses and the presidency, then the dawn of the era will begin

i knew someone would shit all over my post.

Why try?

The dawn of what era? The Age of Nefarious? :eyebrow:

yeah. I'm really only interested in chocolate.


@ bri: awesome poem.

This is the dawning of the age of nefarious, age of nefarious
NE FAR EEEEEEE ous

Yes sir, that is what I was going for. ;)