Andrew was stuck in a meeting. That was nothing but but endless repeating. He attempted to stay, But did not have all day. So he ended up just retreating.
Work left Darsh no time to rest. He decided to take a plane west. For California he pined, To relax and unwind, But the tourist tax left him more stressed.
There once was a fellow named Pete. Who was religiously neat. When a visitor cruised, Inside wearing shoes, The germaphobe cut off his feet. Really, Pete, you could have asked politely.
Bill was both cruel and naive. And stayed up all night Christmas Eve. His cunning plan, was to catch the fat man. But Bill’s family was destined to grieve.
If you are one of the people who read the original stories, I hereby honor you with the title hipster.
It’s amazing what frog aristocrats will spend for fly pies. There once was a gecko named Stan. Who came up with a lucrative plan. He caught him some flies, Which he baked into pies, Then sold to a wealthy frog-man.
There once was a conquering horse, Who took someone’s pasture by force. But through God’s saving grace, He relinquished the place, And left full of pain and remorse.
Hackers always wear ski masks. I have watched enough corporate training videos to know this for a fact. I would say that these ski masks are for hiding the hacker’s identity, but they seem a little unnecessary given that hackers always work from dark basements illuminated only by the eerie green light of their computerContinue reading “Jake’s New Job”
A scientist–eccentric and quirky, Engineered a self-seasoning turkey. In creating the bird, Criticisms incurred, For his methods were morally murky.
There once was a fellow named Paul. Scary posters covered his hall. He was so very keen, On getting to Halloween, That he wished it could always be Fall. There are two kinds of people in the world: those who wear flip-flops until November, and those who put out pumpkins in July. Which kind areContinue reading “Thursday Limerick: Halloween”