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Post by Weezer on Apr 17, 2021 22:38:42 GMT -5
hello , hello , i know its late but im here for a very important date but seems you both have left but still i guess i can wait. your all probably sleeping with your masks on waiting for your fate..
well im not fate , im the good fairy weezer stopping by to see you all eye to eye but its late and so guess i just will have to wait
for another day , and earlier day , then maybe you will be here to play! But either way, i feel your presence so guess i will say hope ya'll had a good day.. and today is Saturday and so just wanted to say
Hope your all healthy and hope this Pandemic will be gone forever more no more masks , no more shots , no more having to say goodbye to our loving and faithful friends who have succumbed to their fateful end.
And hope by the end of this year when we all meet at the starting gate. We will see who makes it to the final end!! when we all will be running to be the winner...and who ever wins will have to treat us all to dinner!!!!!!
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Post by 2old on Apr 19, 2021 17:40:02 GMT -5
Felt a tap on my shoulder and almost jumped outta my chair! Thought I was alone just assuming no one else was there. When my heart slowed enough to see who was freaking me It had been the local news lady reaching out through the tv!
Her arm snapped back through the screen, but she had my attention. It appeared she was back to her normal journalistic position. As the next commercial came on, her image once again appeared in front of the screen. It was one of the scariest things that I remember having ever seen.
"A kidnapper is in our building! We need you to get some help on the way!" It was quite obvious she was serious and this was not a game to play. Grabbing for my cell phone, I was mystified finding it had disappeared. I was sure it had been by my chair, so now the worst I feared!
Should I run for help to the neighbor's or up the street to the store? Then I saw a strange car was parked right up against my front door! With no assistance available to stop the violent kidnapping crew How could I prevent it? What in the world was I to do?
If the newscaster was able to get my attention by reaching through the screen. Could I jump through the television to help her without, by the criminals, being seen? With a Swiss Army knife in my pocket and an old baseball bat in my hand I decided to propel myself through the screen and, against the kidnappers, make a stand!
From the far end of the hallway, I began to run at breakneck speed. It was as if I was Superman, rescuing a pretty damsel in dire need. At the last minute I leaped headfirst at the Geico commercial on the tv set. And with the resistance of glass and the living room wall my poor old head was met.
I woke with a splitting headache, laying on the living room carpet. My wife was standing over me and I could see she was quite upset! "You were sound asleep in your recliner and had what much have been a nightmare. I heard a thump and you screaming before finding you laying right there."
The television set was blaring. It was still all in one piece it seemed. Evidently I didn't try to jump through it the way that I had dreamed. My head must have banged off the footstool as I threw myself out of my chair For I ended up with a headache and a scrape, along with a little blood in my hair.
My wife now tells me she will see that no more afternoon naps I take. She is worried that I will hurt myself with another nightmare, for goodness sake! As you can tell, 2old isn't Superman and 2old cannot jump through a television set. But, 2old will be the first to post last when the end of 2021 is met!!!!
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Post by jaila on Apr 22, 2021 16:43:50 GMT -5
Oh dear, our friend 2old, had a terrible fright; It can be difficult, I've found too, to tell day from night.
Your wife will protect you from the people on TV; Of that I am certain, though I've never met She.
I mean your dear wife, of those so many years; With whom you have shared your joys and your tears.
She'll defend you from foes, As you've done for her, Gosh knows!
Weezer, I agree it's been a very rough and long year. I too wish the end, of all the fear would be near. Yet we are thankful somehow, for what we have left. And I say a quiet prayer for all those who are bereft.
We need some fresh air, but it's difficult to find. Open the windows, and come here too, to find people who are kind!
The plants have been sprouting, they are seemingly unaware. Of any human problems, which is wonderful, that they are still there!
The tulips have buds, like they do every year. They dont give up and they never shed a tear.
Their beautiful colors will give me great joy. They're better, I believe, than any Holiday Toy.
Speaking of holidays, when December's do come. My Trophy, the large glittering one, SHALL be WON! :)
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Post by Weezer on Apr 22, 2021 18:06:00 GMT -5
Sounds like 2old is on another Rhyme roll but we love to hear that tales he tells it keeps us always coming back for moor And i will say it again and again He needs to write a book with pen in hand then sell his stories in a book ! Amen !! He will be rich and famous , forget about the midnight race at midnight, we know hes too old to run that midnight race.. i can just see him there 2 feet from finish line . It will be a pitiful site , 2old all curled up in a ball, thinking he lost his precious marbles and his beautiful golden golf ball !!! Dont do it 2old !!!. let us ladies be first in fact maybe your sweet wife would like to be the winner of the last one to post ,,first !!! anyway glad to see everyone is here another year to fly by fast , why is it the older we get the shorter the days lasts?? anywho,im heading home now... to do some crocheting , have many crocheted baby blankets that i have given away, And all the thank you's i recieve. is just sooo satisfying to me, im so pleased.. as that has been a great blessing for me..!!! well time to rap up and say good night Looking forward to this New Years eve,, we will all be here, so nervous , yet hyped to see who will be the final person to post the last post before midnight strikes , of course it will be weezer yelling out, "i won, i won.its all over and i finally will have won!! and to think it was all just for fun!!!!
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Post by 2old on Apr 23, 2021 7:26:46 GMT -5
The lady loved to crochet, by hook or by crook. It was amazing what she could do with her hook! Her cats feeding her yard, skein after skein, day after day A hook in each hand... all work and no play!
No pattern books, they're impossible to read most will find. She made blankets and afghans from patterns in her mind. As the years accumulated and the mind began to wane For her to understand start and finish was an exercise in pain.
Out of bed on morning, she called her cats and grabbed her hook. No time, today, for reading newspapers or finding something to cook. Fingers and hooks began flying, a small square began to grow by the yard Her cats were getting nervous, tails were up and they were on guard.
One baby blanket became the size of two... then three... then four. Pretty soon one end of the blanket was clear out the front door. She couldn't make her fingers stop! Blisters were beginning to show. She just had to keep on crocheting and the blanket, outside, began to flow.
As the hours passed the blanket edge crept across the lawn and into the street. She didn't even realize that her beautiful blanket car tires were beginning to meet. From her residential street to the business district, soon covering a parking lot at the mall. City authorities were getting worried and the local police they gave a call.
Sirens were blaring as the police cars drove over crocheted yarn from downtown and on Until they arrived near the beginning of the blanket... in Weezer's front lawn! With Taser and handcuffs, police cautiously approached Weezer's front door. There they found the poor lady crocheting at warp speed... now sitting on her floor.
Worried her crochet hooks were dangerous weapons, they sprayed the poor lady with mace. She could no longer see. She could hardly even breathe. The gas was in her face. Still the hooks kept weaving yarn into the continuing blanket she was focused on. In her mind she would keep crocheting until all the yarn in town was gone.
Finally handcuffed and in the back of a black and white police car she rode. Off to the jail which would soon be her new abode. "Thirty day!" the judge shouted as his gavel banged on the dais. Surrender your crochet hooks... NOW... or bail I will deny!
By the time she was released and returned to her home all alone. She walked in the front door and her the ringing of her phone. It was the local street department, saying they never before had known Covering the streets with the soft blanket, driver satisfaction had grown.
The streets covered with Weezer's blanket were smoother than ever before. "Please make us some more street coverings... start crocheting again, we implore." Now Weezer is famous, she's made millions off her crochet mistake And 2old is fearful, now, that the trophy for posting last she will take!!
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Post by Weezer on Apr 28, 2021 13:21:43 GMT -5
its been 5 days since anyone Last was here.. im beginning to wonder how much longer we can endure? i recall when we use to come here everyday' looks like the Covid has kept most of us away!!
I cannot wait much longer for that covid to disappear its been going on for almost a full 2 year ?? my pharmacist said the covid shots are here, would you like to get yours today , my dear?
i wanted to say , "are you crazy?" No thank you maam. im pretty good just as i am, I had my flu shot for the very first time in many a year! that shot will do me, no covid i need fear.. with no possible side effects ever, thats clear!
well lets hope we keep this Last One To Post and not disappear like Casper the Ghost! I would hate to come here without anyone knowing that this game is alive and well and wants to be played just remember when you get here, i will be the last one here ..to post! so not to fear.....
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Post by 2old on Apr 28, 2021 16:11:16 GMT -5
Weezer, dear, I'm still here. Ain't leavin' so don't you fear. Here for the long haul until New Years Eve. The trophy will be mine... That's what I believe.
Too much goin' on to spin another tale in rhyme. Maybe I will post another the very next time. In the meantime I just want everyone to know the words will still flow Until I'm the first one to post last and home with the trophy I will go!!!!
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Post by Weezer on May 5, 2021 16:37:18 GMT -5
Have to tell you 2old about what i did. i copied one of your posts from here. I did, and sent it to my sister dear . who called me yesterday. she could not stop laughing at the post you wrote in such a way? you know the one about my crocheting ,the other day??? It was about me Crocheting that baby blanket and it grew and grew! the police taking me to jail.. did you not hear me then? anywho, it was me laughing seemed like hours on end.?? finally no more tears could she send..!! but wanted you to know she thinks your very talented and wanted me to send her more of your funny tales of excitements.. so i copied a few from here, i hope you don;t mind but she also agreed with me that a publisher should hear of your great Rhymes.. anywho, i myself love to read them over and over. gives us a chance to get this Covid thing over!!, soon hopefully it will be just one big Myth!! Dr. Grouchy is getting on my nerves ... seems he thinks he's the king of this old Universe!! anyway, each day that passes without people dying in masses. we will all be back to normal and with every kid back in their schoolroom classes. well , time to depart but im not very far from this computer to where you are. but just be aware that then end of this year, Weezer will be the # 1 person you will need to fear!! Weezer will be the #1 winner this unforgettable Year!! see you all again soon this year...As i have no plans of going anywhere special my dears..
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Post by 2old on May 8, 2021 5:18:34 GMT -5
Where did it go? Is it what I've often feared? Seems to be gone... Just disappeared! It was my foundation... Something I could rely upon! If my memory serves me, I used to have one!
Did someone take it when I was asleep so sound? Where did it go? It's no longer around!!! What should I do? Should I start a comprehensive search? Without it behind me, that leaves me in quite a lurch.
Never in my life was it leading the way. It always followed and, for me, that was okay. My constant companion... Taken for granted far too long. Every once in a while it would sing a low-pitched song.
It must have had a bad case of halitosis, embarrassingly so. That didn't stop it from following me everywhere I would go. Woops! I've found it! I feel so very, very dumb! Sitting on it so long in my recliner, it had gone totally numb!
So relieved I've found it and know it's still here That friendly part of me... my derriere!!!! Now that the mystery is solved and I know the "tooter" is still there Know that 2old is first to post last and always will be... so BEWARE!!!!
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Post by jaila on May 13, 2021 15:53:54 GMT -5
Oh goodness, it seems like people can lose the most embarrassing things, And a lost item almost never , ever sings!
So how do we find what seems to be lost? We search and hire helpers, and we spare no cost!
Till we find a way to be first to be last. Though Weezer says, that the dye is cast. (LOL)
SHe plans to be the success story for this year, Even though December is not yet near.
But 2old and I, and others, we already wait in dread. Because dear Weezer has gotten... into our heads! ;)
I thought I heard laughing the other day. It must have come from someplace this way.....
You all have been laughing, and here I am, to join in.
Even though many of my rhymes could get thrown into the trash bin. ;)
But as long as I win it all in the end. You don't mind if a couple of rules I do bend?!!!!
:)
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Post by 2old on May 13, 2021 20:05:56 GMT -5
Weezer will return in a flurry. She told me that we should not worry. She's busy with her crochet hook And finding things for her to cook.
Until she puts her hook and her yarn away. We must get along, going right ahead to play. The "First to post last" thread is getting too thin But traffic will pick up and someone will eventually win.
I may not be here very long tonight And, I hope with all my leaving early will be alright. Took my fishing pole and headed to the lake retreat Determined to catch some fish for my wife and I to eat.
Put the best lure in the tackle box on my line Tossed it in the water and began to lay back... recline. Within mere minutes I felt a tug and the pole began to bend. This big fish was flipping in and out of the water... a message to send.
He wanted me to know, he had been on a line or two before. And, as of yet, no one carried him through their own house door. Having heard of a huge channel cat in the lake, I had prepared a surprise. Something that would allow me to take the fish home, no matter the size.
An electrical wire had been attached to the lure before it was cast. My gas powered generator was ready to make this fight the fish's last! Slowly, I pulled the fish towards me until my strength went out. Then I gave my fishing partner a go-ahead shout.
"Hit the switch!" I screamed as I waited for the electric charge to run the line. I know my plan was thought out to perfection and should have worked just fine. What I didn't notice was my feet in the water, not too far from the fish and my lure. The jolt I felt from the electricity was enough to chatter my teeth and make words slur!
As I was dancing trying to keep hold of the rod and the reel I was losing my ability to talk, smell, hear, or even feel! The last thing I remember were the eyes of that channel cat staring up at me. The edges of his mouth were turned upwards as if laughing with glee.
I awoke on the gurney... on my belly... staring at the floor. Every joint in my body was in pain... excruciatingly sore! Hearing voices, I called out wanting to know what happened to me. The doctor and nurses were giggling at something I could not see.
A nurse finally got control of her hysterics and began to give me an alert As to exactly what took place and what was making me hurt. Standing in the water, I took the full hit of the voltage meant to stun the cat. When it hit, I fell backwards and hit the muddy bank... Splat!
Landed on my fiberglass fishing pole that was holding the electrical wire. The part of the rod against my posterior got overheated and started on fire! Burning my flesh, the melting fiberglass became molded to my rear And now had to be surgically removed... that was clear!
Now knowing I had part of my fishing rod embedded in my hip, melted there. I asked if anyone knew what happened to the fish that caused me this pain to bear. The uncontrollable laughter began to be heard as I lay there in such distress. My mind felt something was really amiss... I must confess.
Finally I was told the rest of my interesting fishing tale that landed me in the operating room. When they finished relating it to me, my already dimming mood turned to despair and gloom. The "electrified" fish jumped from the water with my lure still embedded in his lip. The treble hook had one of the sharp points protruding as he sailed past my other hip.
The barb acted like a knife slicing through raw meat as this giant fish flew out into the air Slicing through my hip so deep it actually left my hipbone laid bare. I'll need a skin graft where the fishing rod was molded to one side... one hip. I'll need over 60 stiches in the other side to close the gash left by the fish's lip.
It will be months before I can sit comfortably for any length in my favorite chair. Won't even be able to venture outside and get some fresh air. The fish got away with my lure and didn't seem fazed by the electrical charge. Those that saw him said he was trophy size... really, really large.
The fish may have won our first battle, of that I will have scars if you want to see. War is declared and someday I'll land that fish... dragging him from the water and home with me. 2old has lost some battles in previous 'first to post last' games on this site. But, this year, the trophy will be mine... bank on it, ladies! Now... Good night!!!!
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Post by 2old on May 14, 2021 21:06:20 GMT -5
Weezer Here's your post. I won't tell if you don't! :>) Just to stop by and say Hey, and how ya doin' this fine day? Plenty of sunshine here today! we got a little garden 8x8 and we have no garden gate of late waiting for the beans we will harvest to see if they really pass the taste test! We also have strawberrys and green oinions and carrots all sprouting to reach the sky i also have tomatoes just for me of course. Tomatoes for hubby seems to be only a curse. all the more for me of course. For hubby he says they are a curse.. also along with this last post here that im planting right now makes me also the Last to Post somehow!!
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Post by jaila on May 17, 2021 15:16:02 GMT -5
Oh my gosh, 2old; That poor, poor fish!
OH, sorry; YOU are the one wanting the sympathy and the wish!
So you might have lost that game but think you'll win here?
We'll see about that, at the end of this year!
Now, is it Weezer who's got the garden which is growing some beans? For a hubby who refuses tomatoes, and only eats a veggie if it's green?
Those carrots growing that tall, seems suspicious to me. But just one would last a long time, if that tall they truly be!
Springtime is Springing, finally, here in the North. So the flowers can flower and the gardens go forth.
The trees are getting their leaves, And I sincerely believes.... ;)
That I will be the winner, come January first. And please have an ice cream soda, ready for my thirst!
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Post by 2old on May 17, 2021 19:44:56 GMT -5
Old MacDonald had a restaurant, E-I-E-I-O. Had an old dog that was really... REALLY slow! Dropped an egg on the kitchen floor so bare The egg hatched before the slow dog could even get over there.
Old MacDonald had a truck, E-I-E-I-O. Used corn whiskey for fuel and, Man, was that truck slow. Headed into town for groceries at a speed MacDonald thought was fast. Heard a horn beeping and was surprised when a turtle sped right past!
Old MacDonald had a fire truck, E-I-E-I-O. MacDonald took that truck anywhere a fire would glow. Went to a fire with siren blaring, unrolled hoses and his heart sank. Old MacDonald was up in years and had forgotten to fill the water tank!
Old MacDonald had a lawn mower, E-I-E-I-O. Every day when done feeding the pigs, MacDonald would ride and mow. Went to sleep operating the mower, one day, fell right off the machine. Before he could get out of the way, the mower cut his hand off clean!
Old MacDonald had a girlfriend, E-I-E-I-O. Every time he saw that girl, his face would begin to glow. Until one day his wife found out and would not MacDonald forgive. Now, MacDonald is out with his pigs and ducks finding another place to live!
Old MacDonald has a prison record, E-I-E-I-O. To the house of his girlfriend, MacDonald decided to go. The lady didn't know MacDonald from Adam and caught him peeking in the window to her bedroom. She beat him silly and held him for the police using an old stiff-bristled broom.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O. "Had" is past tense for to his ex-wife the farm just had to go. She got the pigs, the ducks, and all the things MacDonald had worked hard for. He'll never sit on his mower again for she has changed the locks on the door.
Old 2Old had a Game he plays, E-I-E-I-O. To the very last seconds of 2021 his rhymes will continue to flow. He's the one who other competitors, when hearing his name should cower in fear. For 2Old will be the first to post last at the very end of this year.
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Post by Weezer on May 20, 2021 16:39:16 GMT -5
Too old your such a hoot. i sure missed you , you old coot and i missed Jaila too. she is very good at rhyming her words i think the talent here is worth millions of dollars oh boy , i can almost hear both of your hollers!!
I think we are nearing the end of the Pandemic seems so, as least from what i read in the comics.. no more masks, no more six feet apart oh how all that had tugged at my heart..
Well soon we will be back to normal and who knows for how long , best to keep our masks just in case, ya never know.. But im looking for normalcy to shortly begin, and looks like all of us are eager for the big Race one of us could WIN!!
well good to be back here , But this sure is a good time. soon we will all be back together to decide , Who will share the Winners wine! a hint for you all, it going to be a woman and maybe 2 women if they both show up at the Finish Line at the exact same time!!
I'm hoping that women is me, you see, that would make my day just fine, . see you all again soon on Last to Post. remember we only come here to Boast About that special Last Post to Boast !!
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