Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Tuesday haiku

Christmas approaches
And I'm stuck in cunting work.
Fuck this for a lark.

11 Comments:

Kav blathered this crap:

No, I'm not bitter at all that I should be lounging at home with nowt but a pair dirty tracksuit bottoms on. I'm not bitter that I have been forced to carry out the most repetitive, irritating tasks known to chimp. Not I.

The Hangar Queen blathered this crap:

What? You're trying to see which of the Chrissy lights are woring too? Fuck's sake.

Plimco blathered this crap:

3 separate thoughts, dear. 3 separate thoughts. You got the seasonal reference in though. Here, my dear. Let me show you how it's done:

ahem.

Kav's blog is quite blue
The sticky hands of children...
Fleeting December

Thank you. Thank you. I'll be here all week.

Sassy Sundry blathered this crap:

Too many cookies,
cake, and sugary treats. Ouch
I feel like a cow.

Old Knudsen blathered this crap:

what a load of shite
I am so full of the horn
I am off to wank.

Kav blathered this crap:

devin: speaking of which, I had to spend two hours at the weekend tracing a rogue broken bulb...pain in the hole!

plimco: Say whaaaaaaaaaat? I've never heard that a haiku must be composed of three separate thoughts. Is that true?

sassy and old knudsen: Splendid efforts. The Tuesday haiku is here to stay.

Plimco blathered this crap:

Sigh. So much to learn... Are you going to make me quote Miriam Webster to you? DON'T MAKE ME BRING OUT THE MIRIAM ON YOUR ASS!!!

Yes. 3 separate, unconnected thoughts. One seasonal reference. 5, 7, 5. Wala! Haiku. Unless you're Japanese. Then you can get away with whatever the hell you want...

Kav blathered this crap:

Fair enough, but there's a rule that I have too, and it goes: fuck that shite. My haikus will be as disconnected as my thoughts. Will you still be my friend? Yarf.

Annie Rhiannon blathered this crap:

Haiku is so fashionable in the blogosphere now. You're not allowed to have a blog unless you list "Haiku" as one of your hobbies, I heard.

Kav blathered this crap:

Ah fuck Annie, now it's ruined for me.

Mairéad blathered this crap:

The Kinseally thief
Gave everything to himself
Not like Santa then?


My first Haiku ever - be kind!!
I tried to be topical and seasonal.

(For the non-Irish - "Kinseally thief" = Charles J. Haughey in the news bigtime again today in Ireland on the publication of a report into his naughtiness).