Today's video is very old. Today, I feel very old. The video seems especially apropos because all the household problems over the past twenty-four hours have from time to time turned me into a wild thing. I think the siding guy is a little scared of me today, and I doubt whether the electricians will ever barge into another room without knocking. The good news is, the electricity is now (knock on wood) back on.
It might cheer me up if you were to write limericks on the subject of household calamities, roughing it with no electricity, and ... wild things. Have a great Saturday, kids.
Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
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There once was a Pug from the Southwest
Looking for redheads to molest
So he posed as a tradesman
And he then barged his way in
Now he's under arrest
Serena Joy!!
Paging Serena Joy!!
Guess what? I'm upstairs on the 'good' PC...That means that I can actually hear the Vid..Yay!!!
Sherry is so darn delictable
She likes her gentlemen smart and erectable
But a fellow named Junior
Went and nearly ruined her..
For all men, and some things electrical..!!!!!
Hi Baby...I hope you liked your Limerick..xoxbgxoxox
I'm glad I don't live in a house.
Working on them makes me a grouse.
Like mowing the yard,
Every weekend is hard.
You likely think me a louse.
Must have been the nosy neighbor who called the cops, Puggy. Wasn't me. I don't actually mind an occasional molestation by a cute pup. Thanks for the limerick -- made me grin.:)
Yay! G-man finally got to see a video. Makes a big difference when you can see & hear it, huh? You bet I like the limerick. Cute! You certainly do have a way with limericks.:-)
And thank YOU for YOUR limerick, Charles. You're definitely not a grousing louse; I wouldn't want to mow the lawn every weekend, either.:)
There once was a girlie named Greeny
Who was such a D-I-Y queenie,
Neighbors quickly said, "Hi,"
Running timidly by
(For her house was a little bit leany).
Serena Joy has a calamity:
Her house is the horror of Amity
Her lights have all gone
She's been a wild one
And in general has felt quite gawddammity
damned workmen. sigh. I can't think of a limerick and it's raining here and I'm hungry and the dog smells like a goat.
That's a darling limerick, Greeny. But -- why is your house leany? Yikes!:)
And thank YOU, Camille, for another adorable limerick. I love it.:)
Camille's delightful word, gawddammity, describes those workmen to a "T," Corn Dog. I like goats. I'd trade you one siding installer and one electrician for a good one.:)
A carpenter whose nickname was Dwight.
Had a tool belt he kept fastened tight.
He whipped out his level,
for Serena to revel.
With his hammer, she knocked his nuts way outta sight.
i don't do housework, electricity or limericks.
but i commiserate :)
xx
pinks
I loved reading these.
Hope your Sunday is better.
lata
tc
There was a lady from Durban
Who house worked till she became so thin
That when she essayed
To drink lemonade
She slipped right through the straw and fell in
I love your limerick, NYD. And I gotta get me a hammer. LOL.:)
Thank you, Madame Pink. All commiseratons gratefully accepted.:)
Thanks, TC. I'm having a glorious day -- nary a workman in sight!:)
It's a good thing I don't like lemonade, Mona. LOL.
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