Wednesday, 6 February 2008


I would tell you who I am
But I have alread
Y run out of syllables

Readers: Haikuld you.

Blogizen Journalist: I said, I am a blogger. I did not necessarily wish to have anal intercourse with you.

Readers: Ohhhh. We should get our ears syringed out. You mean you are natural and live.

Misunderblog: I didn't say I was a yoghurt.

Readers: You are a felt tent, smeared with yak fat?

Under Milk Blog: I am not a yurt.

Readers: No. We already knew you were an Old Person. But we appreciate that everything you write is deeply felt.


Mad Dog said...

One of my claims to fame is that I've held Hokusai's wave masterpiece in my hands. Honestly (remind me to blog about this sometime).

Chertiozhnik said...

Yes! Now I'm on tenterhooks, especially as I have no such claim to fame myself.