hgblue said:GStar said:I really want to look away... but for some reason i can't.
Can you shift it to Off Topic please? This thread is the Bluemoon equivalent of a car crash lol.
The Fat el Hombre said:Can I just say that when the lovely Emma eventually turns up and puts us all out of our misery, I don't wanna hear any crap like 'Emma is too shy to post, send her a pm'. I want to see this relationship played out in it's entirety in this thread from start to finish and I feel that as a bluemooner this is my right
Shands said:Lucky Toma said:I damn near stood and applauded that!!
I laughed out loud at that too, brilliant!
Gaudinho I’m beginning to think that our word skills here are wasted
So how about you and I elope to our own rhyme filled oasis.
and although I’m normally not that way inclined, I’m willing to make an exception
If you dress up as David Silva and belt out ‘I am the resurrection’
GStar said:I'd like to keep it hear to see the outcome...
In the meantime i think its only right i keep Ms Pike occupied; either that or I sit her in front of Ant so he can rant at her whilst Ricster pours his heart out to her best mate.
Griff93 said:I want to join in with the rhyming, but I'm not very good,
You see I'm from the ghetto, it's sort of like the hood.
I'm getting quite good at this although Shands may think I'm not,
I have to say Emma and Natalie are both hot.
I'd love to take either of you on a date,
Don't worry I won't start a thread on you, like Ono did with gate.
We could chat for hours on end, I'm not boring,
And if you allowed me, I'd love to smash your back doors in.
Ricster said:Ok, since we're doing poetry, i'll try my hand at it.
On Saturday we hit the road, At a quarter to six,
My cards were in my pocket, Ready to show some tricks,
We then arrived at Wembley, To a sea of Blue,
And then i met Emma, I knew what i had to do.
Out came the cards, and i asked her to pick one,
My knee's they turned to jelly, she had already won.
Half Time came, my thirst was clear,
I headed down, for one more beer,
But in my sight, was this stunning blonde,
If only i'd brought, my magic wand.
This time the magic for me was strong,
But the trick seemed to take far to long,
After a thank you and a quick ta-ra,
We both missed the goal by Toure Yaya.
Ricster said:Ok, since we're doing poetry, i'll try my hand at it.
On Saturday we hit the road, At a quarter to six,
My cards were in my pocket, Ready to show some tricks,
We then arrived at Wembley, To a sea of Blue,
And then i met Emma, I knew what i had to do.
Out came the cards, and i asked her to pick one,
My knee's they turned to jelly, she had already won.
Half Time came, my thirst was clear,
I headed down, for one more beer,
But in my sight, was this stunning blonde,
If only i'd brought, my magic wand.
This time the magic for me was strong,
But the trick seemed to take far to long,
After a thank you and a quick ta-ra,
We both missed the goal by Toure Yaya.