|  | 
|  07-20-2003, 11:10 PM | #1 (permalink) | 
| Loose Cunt Location: North Bondi RSL | 
				
				The 'Unromantic' game...
			 Here's one that made me laugh when i first heard about it. With this one, you have to post a 2 line poem. The first line has to be very romantic, the second as least romantic as you can muster. eg. "I want to feel your sweet embrace But don't take that paper bag off of your face" Got it? I'm predicting some funny shit from you guys... I'll start: "Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss but I only slept with you, because I was pissed" 
				__________________ What's easier to believe: that a guy was born without sex in the manner of several Greek demigods and grew up to be able to transmute liquids and alter his body density yet couldn't escape government execution, or that three freemasons in a vehicle made with aluminum foil in an era before digital technology escaped our atmosphere, landing on the moon, broadcasted from there, and then flew back without burning up? | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 04:49 AM | #5 (permalink) | 
| Sir Location: Colorado Springs, CO | My love for you grows whenever you're near I have to admit that last night was a drear 
				__________________ If you like what you see, donate to the TFP | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 04:50 AM | #7 (permalink) | 
| Sir Location: Colorado Springs, CO | My love for you grows with haste What's that all over your face? 
				__________________ If you like what you see, donate to the TFP | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 04:54 AM | #8 (permalink) | 
| Sir Location: Colorado Springs, CO | Your charm and beauty puts a gleam in my eye Oh that stench is going to make me die 
				__________________ If you like what you see, donate to the TFP | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 05:17 AM | #10 (permalink) | 
| Essen meine kurze Hosen Location: NY Burbs | You know I love you, even more than me mates. So tell me, do you fuck on first dates? 
				__________________ Out the 10Base-T, through the router, down the T1, over the leased line, off the bridge, past the firewall...nothing but Net. | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 05:31 AM | #11 (permalink) | 
| Essen meine kurze Hosen Location: NY Burbs | when I think of our love, my eyes go all blurry. Ever since you said your dad owned a brewery. 
				__________________ Out the 10Base-T, through the router, down the T1, over the leased line, off the bridge, past the firewall...nothing but Net. | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 01:23 PM | #29 (permalink) | 
| Intently Rocking Location: Davey's | My love for you lasts till the bitter end But just this once, can't we, include your girlfriend? Your love, my dear, puts my brain in a fog That's the reason, I'm naked, on your family dog. 
				__________________ Howard Moon: The wind is my only friend. Wind: [whistling] I hate you. | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 02:01 PM | #33 (permalink) | 
| Insane Location: Midwest | Your lips are so perfect with a hint of a pout,  Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be over here rubbing one out. 
				__________________ "I want to announce my presence with authority!" "You want to what?" "I want to announce my presence with authority!!" | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 03:23 PM | #34 (permalink) | 
| Loose Cunt Location: North Bondi RSL | Of loving beauty you float with grace,  If only you could hide your face. I see your face when I am dreaming, That's why I always wake up screaming. 
				__________________ What's easier to believe: that a guy was born without sex in the manner of several Greek demigods and grew up to be able to transmute liquids and alter his body density yet couldn't escape government execution, or that three freemasons in a vehicle made with aluminum foil in an era before digital technology escaped our atmosphere, landing on the moon, broadcasted from there, and then flew back without burning up? | 
|   | 
|  07-21-2003, 08:03 PM | #36 (permalink) | 
| Loose Cunt Location: North Bondi RSL | They say "distance makes the heart grow fonder" But not for this black duck, go fuck off to yonder. 
				__________________ What's easier to believe: that a guy was born without sex in the manner of several Greek demigods and grew up to be able to transmute liquids and alter his body density yet couldn't escape government execution, or that three freemasons in a vehicle made with aluminum foil in an era before digital technology escaped our atmosphere, landing on the moon, broadcasted from there, and then flew back without burning up? | 
|   | 
| Tags | 
| game, unromantic | 
| 
 |  |