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Just balmy outside.
The water looks a tad iced over this morning.
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NO! Certainly not. You don't have to be a certain age to retire.

Geez if that Himself would open the ring box, then you are retired. 😁

I figured it' was good you're out of her arms reach when you mentioned her retiring.
Heck you can even post still.

Stepping on a cold hairball might have been better though.
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Mornin all.




Madman drummers, bummers, and Indians in the summer
With a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing
The calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for a hot spot
Snappin' his fingers, clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot
With a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found the tender spot
And throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, "Daddy's within earshot"
Save the buckshot, turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down, but she never got tight
But she'll make it all right
Some brimstone baritone, anti-cyclone
Rolling stone, preacher from the east
He says, "Dethrone the Dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone
That's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone standin' in the corner all alone
Watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone
To remind him of the feeling of romance
Yeah, he was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down, but he never got tight
But he's gonna make it
Tonight
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister
Told me I got what it takes
She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong
If you'll play that song with the funky break"
And go-kart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart
To see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-whirly
And asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer
Playin' backyard bombardier
Yes, then Scotland Yard was trying hard
They sent some dude with a calling card
He said, "Do what you like, but don't do it here"
Well, I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground
Asked him which was the way back home
He said, "Take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night
And then, boys, you're on your own"
And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a sidecar
Hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said, "Blow the bar, but first remove the cookie jar
We're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"
And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap
From some mousetrap he bought last night
Well, I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears
I saw a gap and figured he'd be all right
He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Whoa, "But, Mama, that's where the fun is"
Ooh, yeah
I was blinded whoa, but, Mama, whoa, but, Mama
I was blinded whoa, but, Mama
I was blinded I was blinded by the light
I was blinded I was blinded by the light
I was blinded (I was blinded by the light)
I was blinded (I was blinded)
I was blinded
I was blinded
 

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