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Post by 2old on Dec 11, 2020 14:04:18 GMT -5
Now where's that jaila , she needs to reappear Can't be just Weezer and 2old rhyming here! There are too many stories to tell... true or not We need to be pushing for the prize with all the strength we've got! I just learned I may not be here to post on New Years Eve. So, respectfully, I may ask to stand up and take my needed leave. It is understood the "Last-To-Post-Ladies" will howl and will sigh But when they hear the reason they, with me, will break down and cry! Was up on our roof cleaning gutters of leaves and needles from the pine trees Working along the eaves, crawling carefully on my hands and knees. My wife is always frightened that one day I will slip and to the earth below may fall Probably shattering my cell phone, unable for help to call. As I was working away, something in the distance caught my eye On the street out front that passes our house by. A school bus was delivering kiddies at a residence to the south a bit When a speeding car from the north, I just knew the bus would hit. I ripped off my shirt, even though it was cold and goosebumps began to rise. My teeth began to chatter as distance to the bus I tried to surmize. Tied the sleeves of my shirt around my neck, not too tight it was the nape So, I could leap toward the street and, for my shirt was now a cape! Bending at the knee, with strength from years of training, off through the air Like propelled by a jet engine, I shot like a rocket towards the street, I declare! The adrenalin surged through my veins as my speed increased... supersonically I flew The sonic boom resounded, people looked toward the sky... that it was me they had no clue. Faster than a missile... stronger than the engine on a freight train barreling along the track I collided with the bus... I could feel the impact and hear bones in my body begin to crack! One foot, two feet... slowly the bus was pushed towards the curb out of the traffic way. The speeding automobile flew past where the bus had been sitting... all the kiddos were okay! As I lay in the street, in the distance the sirens began to wail My cape was torn and laying beside me, never again to help me sail. I tried to pull myself up... Tried to stand on my feet. It was too hard to move so I just laid there in the street. One of the little tykes came running from the door of the bus I had moved Through the gathering crowd of spectators, he pushed and he shoved. When he reached me he was crying, laid his head upon my chest Saying, you were just like Superman! Whoever you are, you're the best! He reached deep into his pocket and when his had reappeared I smiled in great surprise The white stick with the dark brown ball on top... a Tootsie Roll Pop I did surmise. He handed me the Pop, it was already unwrapped when it met my hand I took two licks of the chocolate and immediately I could stand! As the EMT's approached I brushed them off and told them I was fine The constant licking of the Tootsie Roll Pop got me healed in super quick time! So, don't worry I'm just fine but will be making appearances on news shows for many weeks ahead So, I'm sure I'll be too busy signing autographs to compete for the prize instead.
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Post by Weezer on Dec 11, 2020 23:55:24 GMT -5
oh 2old , so you think you can drop out of the race after all you've been through?, Do you really think that your Mr. Magoo? he made so many lies, you never knew if anything was true!! i know your a poet, cuz your feet show it, cuz they are LongFellows.. (haha, had to slip that in there when you were least unaware) But honestly you cannot drop out of the race, you'll end up looking like a disgrace to the human RACE ! No one wants that for you. so you just get that homework done quickly , only you know what you can do,, go ahead and make my day. i want to see you with that trophy on display on New Years Day!! so i can shout Hip Hip Hooray and to the Golf Course you will go the next day!! Well , looks like that is all i have to say!! see ya'll tomorrow . Have a nice day!!
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Post by 2old on Dec 12, 2020 7:39:27 GMT -5
No, it's not like me to quit! As for this competition, I'll stay in it. To the end... the bitter end, I say I'll be here, till the last second, to play!
I know you think my rhymes might be some far-fetched tales And I was never going to reveal the truth that actually prevails. The secret will get out, I really believe all will know Where these escapades originate... from whence the words do flow!
Tis not me! My feeble brain is not worthy of applause. All these stories are related to me by someone with four paws! Yes, each word that is contained in each rhyme you stop by to read Is spoken to me by our dog... 'four-legged fables'... yes, indeed!
She will jump in my lap, taking me completely by surprise And cuddle up, there, with a gleam in her sparkling eyes. The television might be blaring with breaking news or just a show When I will hear her voice say, "Let me tell you a story that I know".
Her tail begins to wag, swinging like a pendulum to and fro She will look at me with a blank stare and say, "Okay, here we go!" With lamplight reflecting off her canine teeth so very white She begins to spin her yarns far into the dark of night.
As the story that she is telling comes to its conclusion... its end I always know when its over and she utters "Cheerio", my friend. Now this dog isn't English! Her "Cheerio" isn't the British goodbye! Her "Cheerio" means the reward for her story as she looks me square in the eye!
Yes, when the story is concluded, to the kitchen we both go For she knows the reward will be one Honey Nut Cheerio! She snarfs down the cereal piece... it disappears so very fast And she heads to her toys, reminding me 2old must always be first to post last!
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Post by Weezer on Dec 13, 2020 23:13:32 GMT -5
its always the,"Older Then Dirt" excuse, ( The dog made me do it!) Four Legged Fables. ya, ya ya sure too old, blame it on the poor little canine again it will be a good excuse when you come in last ! "The dog tripped me up coming around that last turn" when in reality , you just needed to stop and breath knowing weezer is beginning to pick up her speed! will you or won't you be the first one to cross the line? or will you be Last again , its ok , take it like a man suck it up to " I will beat Weezer next year , i know i can!" well its getting late, so cannot stay or hesitate, im wired and im tired , been crocheting like mad.. making baby blankets for the new Baby Boom of 2021.. most mom and dads have been home alone all this year only makes sense , there will be a big baby boom i fear..!! Well, time to sign off , and say my good nights. see you tomorrow.. but 4 now im just LAST at last,,!!
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Post by 2old on Dec 14, 2020 19:09:11 GMT -5
My mind is blank! I don't know what to say To keep the thread going and hold the ladies at bay. Will just have to see what the feeble mind comes up with this time Hoping that, somehow, it makes no sense at all... and maybe does rhyme.
"Nonsensical"... "Insane"... "Mentally unstable"... That's the impression I must give! Otherwise you all will wonder why I don't filter my thoughts... like a sieve. If I filtered out all the questionable thoughts on this thread It wouldn't be fun and become quite boring instead!
My mind is okay. My IQ is at genius level. My brain function is fine. When I encounter people who exhibit no brain at all... I could give them half of mine! With half of my brain, one hand tied behind, and blindfolded too. I could out think and out fight even the best... that's so true!
With knuckles scarred from rounds spent in bare-fisted brawls In the nursing home as the old ladies huddle under their shawls I call out the aged... I challenge those men in walkers to a fight Just before the orderly comes and tucks me in bed for the night.
Be aware that I am the one who steals food from the invalid next door. I need the protein to build my abs as I do pushups on the floor. There are no weights, here, for me to help my biceps to bulge So I ask a couple of the ladies if they will let me indulge.
I pick up one dear lady with my left hand, another with my right! They scream and they shout, totally amazed at my might! When they were kids, carnival rides put their hearts in their throat. When 2old exercises, my super power gets their goat!
The voices are calling from the common room where we all meet. As usual I know they will reserve my regular seat. All day long the residents wait with anticipation to see me perform Just as I will be last to post first... arriving with the fury of a summer thunderstorm!!!
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Post by Weezer on Dec 15, 2020 17:30:41 GMT -5
My mind is okay. My IQ is at genius level. My brain function is fine. When I encounter people who exhibit no brain at all... I could give them half of mine! Ok Mr.2old , can you spare me your brain, mine is old and feeble , not the ole Super woman that i thought i'am.. its hard to rhyme with this old brain of mine sometime i forget even where i am.... old Man!! this place is very familiar to me some games that i play here, i know Weezer must be me! she seems she can win this silly game on new years eve. but little does she know its Mister 20ld who will win the Golden Trophy.. well my mind has gone blank , i cant seem to rhyme seems to happen to me all the time. if i could i would drink a glass of wine but the words im sure would sound more like some crazy whines.. well time is awasten' i feel it in my bones so guess its time for me to go home, but i will be back tomorrow to give thisn rhyme thing another crack.. anywho, i recall the last one to post should really boast , cuz you never know who really is the last. but for me , myself and i , we agree!! it Weezer who might be the last to post just wait and see, byeeeeee
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Post by 2old on Dec 16, 2020 8:54:29 GMT -5
There's a dead mouse in the house... My day is beginning so sad! There's a dead mouse in the house... It's given up the ghost and I'm not very glad! There's a dead mouse in the house... We had a relationship lasting for quite a long time. There's a dead mouse in the house... My gentle touch to it's back could never be considered a crime.
There's a dead mouse in the house... I would stroke it with my index finger. bringing it to life. There's a dead mouse in the house... Another mouse is needed and I have expressed that to my wife. There's a dead mouse in the house... It sits on my side table, dead, and my heart really aches. There's a dead mouse in the house... What am I to do, for Goodness Sakes!!!
There's a dead mouse in the house... It hasn't been dead long enough for the odor of rot to begin. There's a dead mouse in the house... If I cremate its carcass will that be considered a sin? There's a dead mouse in the house... Do I build a pyre, lite a fire, and watch the mouse burn? There's a dead mouse in the house... Do I put the remains for cremation in a tiny little urn?
There's a dead mouse in the house... I'm all choked up, a long term relationship has come to an end. There's a dead mouse in the house... This is just like losing a valued and dedicated friend. There's a dead mouse in the house... Where can I find a replacement for the companionship I've lost? There's a dead mouse in the house... I must dry the tears and get a replacement no matter the cost!
There's a dead mouse in the house... Yes! I must now use the touchpad on my laptop as I rhyme. There's a dead mouse in the house... It's not the battery! I've checked and it's just fine. There's a dead mouse in the house... I must purchase a replacement and do it quite fast! There's a dead mouse in the house... I need a new one so I can be sure to be first to post last!!!
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Post by Weezer on Dec 16, 2020 17:04:47 GMT -5
So you caught that tiny mouse that was inside your house and you were his friend until the end? wander how the mouse died ?, im sure you sat around all day and cried.. Losing a best friend like that is not easy but you have your memories of giving him all those cheeszy crackers he loved so much im sure you heart has been truly touched. but who knows maybe he had siblings waiting for their daddy to come back? now you must tell them , You buried him in a gunny sack..! I hope you can make friends with some of his kin tell them stories about their father being your best friend.. Tell them not to worry , they will be ok. maybe its best you stay away for a few days and just let them play.. well time is a wastin' , days fily by in the blink of an eye.. way to fast sometimes i just want to cry. but must look to the future , everything will be fine. Soon we all will be standing in line ,,, to run that new Years race in haste,, Best now to tell ya'll im going to be in first place.. go home with my solid gold Trophy cuz i will have won 1st Place.. !!
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Post by 2old on Dec 16, 2020 17:56:04 GMT -5
View AttachmentSo you caught that tiny mouse that was inside your house and you were his friend until the end? wander how the mouse died ?, im sure you sat around all day and cried.. Losing a best friend like that is not easy but you have your memories of giving him all those cheeszy crackers he loved so much im sure you heart has been truly touched. but who knows maybe he had siblings waiting for their daddy to come back? now you must tell them , You buried him in a gunny sack..! I hope you can make friends with some of his kin tell them stories about their father being your best friend.. Tell them not to worry , they will be ok. maybe its best you stay away for a few days and just let them play.. well time is a wastin' , days fily by in the blink of an eye.. way to fast sometimes i just want to cry. but must look to the future , everything will be fine. Soon we all will be standing in line ,,, to run that new Years race in haste,, Best now to tell ya'll im going to be in first place.. go home with my solid gold Trophy cuz i will have won 1st Place.. !! Perhaps you missed my play on words... My computer mouse died!!! We haven't seen a mouse in our house in the 21 years we've lived here. We've had some packrats under the front deck, but never been bothered by mice. Now, spiders..... @#$%^
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Post by 2old on Dec 17, 2020 9:10:18 GMT -5
The puppy dog seemed listless, yesterday, had us sorta worried. She would just lay there napping, when she usually would have scurried. A perpetual bundle of unharnessed energy... sometimes a little too much She just looked up at us with sad eyes, when we gave her a loving touch.
She didn't eat her breakfast, which is not uncommon for her. But when she didn't eat her supper, we knew something was wrong for sure. When it was bedtime, she didn't crawl in with us as is the usual way. What was wrong with poor Angel... Would she ever return to play?
Hoping it was just some passing thing, perhaps something she ate didn't agree. I picked her up off the couch, taking her to bed and laying her between my wife and me. She seemed a little restless, but it didn't take me long to fall asleep. About midnight I was awoken when from the bed I heard her take a leap.
Following her to the living room, wondering it she needed to go outside There she sat peering out from behind a chair, thinking she could from me hide. As I started towards her, she dashed through the room at, literally, break-necking speed. I had the feeling all was well and, sure enough, she was better indeed.
She grabbed her favorite toy, dropping it at my feet wanting me to play. I told her I was going back to bed and we would play fetch today! Barely tucked back into bed, I heard her heading our way She leaped up in the bed with toy in mouth, expecting me to play.
It's midnight!! We 'humans' need our rest, we didn't spend all day in bed! Crawl under the covers, dog, and hide your ornery head! From living room to bedroom, she dashed back and forth keeping us awake. Was good to see her feeling well, but it's bedtime for goodness sake!
Finally I crawled back out of bed and to the living room I went It had been a rather difficult day and my energy was all spent! I picked up her toy and tossed it across the room and as usual away she goes Grabbing the toy and returning it to me... she's feeling better I suppose.
After about half an hour of playing fetch, she seemed ready for bed... finally! Away we both went and into the bed we laid, the dog between wifey and me. Almost immediately the dog began her snoring as if completely dead to the world Against my side, sound asleep, her four-legged body was curled.
Up at 5 a.m., she was full of pizzazz dashing to the back door Back into the house grabbing her toy, wanting to play some more. Gobbled down her breakfast as if she hadn't eaten for a week And now curled up on the couch, eyes closed too tight to even peek!
Dogs! Why do we put up with them, seems we've never been without one in our life. They become a member of the family, giving comfort to me and my wife. This dog will be so proud of me what I place the trophy I will win on the shelf up high For the day that 2old will be rewarded for posting last is drawing very, very nigh!!!
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Post by Weezer on Dec 17, 2020 18:06:29 GMT -5
Oh my gosh! guess i had mice on my mind!! I had to reread you infamous Mouse story and now it all makes sense and yet no sense to my story !.. Leave it to weezer ,she seems to be a teaser.. must be the cold that we are getting and the thermostat so high for this old geezer!! anywho, life goes on . today im feeling pretty strong nothing has gone wrong YET today so im very thankful for this beautiful day.. not much to talk about , not much to say guess i just make a quick hello and say my good byes cuz i'm last to post . with a wink in my eye i will say Tata and will be back again knowing im not the last to post , So it looks like im locked in to win!!!!
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Post by 2old on Dec 18, 2020 9:03:08 GMT -5
What do I type? What do I say? What rhymes will come to this old mind today? I have no idea where to start, my mind is a blank. All thoughts of rhymes are gone, if I can be quite frank!
Do I talk about our town, where we live in our home? Do I talk about our state's beautiful Capitol dome? Do I talk about the experiences life has blessed us with along the way? What do I type? What do I say?
Do I talk about the miles traveled on highways far and wide? Do I talk about the lady who blessed me as my bride? Do I talk about my hopes of playing golf well today? What do I type? What do I say?
Do I talk about dreams and things never to come true? Do I talk about scientific things of which I haven't a clue? Do I talk of my enjoyment Forum Games to come and play? What do I type? What do I say?
Do I talk of all the static the ladies of TRF pile on my head? Do I talk of how I face these ladies with fear and with dread? Do I talk of how much work it is to confront them every day? What do I type? What do I say?
Do I break the hearts of good friends as I challenge them with the facts? Do I let the folks here know I will win this game with my capable acts? Do I talk of the trophy that will soon adorn the mantle in our house? Don't these folks know I'll be the one to post last, slipping in quiet as a mouse!!!!
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Post by jaila on Dec 18, 2020 18:28:12 GMT -5
What a great surprise for me, to see all these posts to read! I tried but cannot read them all at once. I'm either too slow or too much of a dunce. Welcome back Weezer, you were missed for sure! Iamjustme_welcomeback We surely don't need to give you a tour!!! Next time I am able, I'll read more posts on this table; and till then, I will be happy I did drop by, to see more of our friends here are nigh. It'll be a big party for New Years Eve here, I can see, when someone hosts the trophy, Last to post, I will be!
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Post by Weezer on Dec 18, 2020 18:41:00 GMT -5
Dear 2old , your so talented for and old ? your so daring and bold ,yet a gentleman of old. not many like you around and also wondering how old this game has been around? i recall , way back when , when forums were popular what fun it was to know people so well , yet also sad to hear many are not around, they have left to meet their master.. Those were the days filled with laughter and fights getting kicked out for trying to interfere with our forums We had names for those people , but my memory is shot Maybe 2 old can recall those bad people who loved to cause trouble and would get booted out of the forums, leaving everyone shaken.. anywho, things have changed and there are not many bad people left to get everyone riled up . and glad we had monitors surfing our forums. but that was then and this is now, times are a changing for the better anyhow!! well my mind again is shot , i hit the the end of my plot. wide awake , im not. time to heat of the pot . of Tea . of course.. will be back again tomorrow , to see you all here , all waiting for this brand new New Year!! and i see again i am the last to post guess its time for Weezer to Boast! yes , you will see in the end, thatn it will be Weezer at the finish line... The last post for the year 2021! just in the nick of time!! whoohoo
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Post by 2old on Dec 19, 2020 8:38:46 GMT -5
Once again I'm stuck Feeling knee-deep in muck! Straining to find words that rhyme To keep posting time after time.
Will be so glad to see the year 2021 And 2old the prize has won. My fingers are worn to the bone, bloody and scarred As I must continue my charge to be the TRF "bard".
I could have been a published author without a single care Had I told these rhyming TRF ladies to go 'you know where'! Yet, my commitment is to them so I kiss my millions of dollars goodbye And pushing my mind another rhyme... another piece of prose to give a try.
Mary had a little lamb She had a cow! The lamb was but a nursery rhyme sham! Got mad at the cow and gave it a whack The cow gave Mary a kick. Knocked her flat on her back!
Mary lay still, limp as a doll the cow wondered, now, how she would be fed. Was it true?? Had my kick killed her? Is Mary gone? Dead? Mouth to mouth was out, the cow's cud slide down Mary's throat... slime and all. With her hooves so large, she couldn't make a 911 emergency call!
CPR was begun, hooves to chest, compressions one after another. The cow heard ribs snap and thought, why should I even bother! Suddenly, Mary began to move... She's alive! Now I can be fed! But, Mary sat on the ground and began shaking her head.
Mary screamed, "Thought instead of a lamb, I would really enjoy a cow. My mind has changed! I know exactly what I want now! Hamburger and steak! My mouth is beginning to water. I know of one ornery old cow who is going to slaughter!"
"You're done! You have kicked your last lass! Never again will you knock someone on their a**! As I sit there enjoying my meal of steak and potatoes, I'll be having a blast Watching my good friend, 2old, be in 2020 the first to post last!"
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