I think that I shall never seeTree's no oil painting, but is he a watercolour?
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as our Tree.
Our Tree who all year round does wear
A yellow hat o'er his gray hair;
Our Tree whose Marlboro'd mouth is prest
Against Ulrika's flowing breast;
Our Tree Seagrams inspires to think,
and lift his hairy arm to drink;
Upon whose word this grind-slave leans;
Who intimately lives with beans.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But what led God to make our Tree?
What a nice little lass.Oh, my phantasies....
What a nice little lass.
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But............................................. Yes; especially since we, as moderators, have received critical commentary for tolerating colorful language. So you bet your sweet ..... I intended to start that ass with an l.Did you mean to start that last word with an "l"?
I have not a theme for talk, Tree.View attachment 477895
I liked the coffee shop but no one goes there anymore because it's too crowded...
Yogi Berra
Tree wakes up and asks his wife what time is. She tells him '7:30'. Tree gets up thinking he has slept well not realizing the light outside is fading light and not predawn! As he goes to make coffee his wife says "It's 7:30 PM Sunday nightyou fucking idiot.I hate wasting coffee... I mix a Seagram's....
Damn it, she pissed on the carpet again!!!View attachment 480489 that's what you get forcorruptinghanging out with me!
Damn it, she pissed on the carpet again!!!
Pay no attention to her... she's a lousy tipper...Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
After a late night like that, you want to wake up with coffee, I would think.View attachment 480489 that's what you get forcorruptinghanging out with me!
After a late night like that, you want to wake up with coffee, I would think.
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It beats the hell out of any coffee table Ikea sells...Now my tight little has been mistaken for a coffee table .... what indignity will befall me next?