There was a young lad named Jules
Who found himself always accused
Of lecherous acts
And quite lacking in tact;
But in fact he's an impotent mule!
There was a young man named Steve
Who could never really believe
That his fetish for poo
Was highly taboo
So watch out or your leavings he'll thieve!
There was a young lady called Pike
Who lamented the fall of the Reich
She signed up to Stormfront
To give Semites a punt
Though such violence is unladylike!
Edit: Steve limerick, alternate version.
There was a young man named Steve
Who found it hard to be brief
And he consequently became renowned for writing some extremely long posts that tended to ramble on and on and on even when everyone else had long since stopped paying attention and not even people as stubborn as Wesley could be bothered to wade through it all because dear god I know London's in dire straits right now but surely the man can afford a few commas and full stops and okay maybe it would be a bit much to splurge on multiple paragraphs but seriously he could have at least looted something useful back when things were kicking off couldn't he well I suppose that would be encouraging it but what if he won the lottery instead would he buy some then I doubt it if he won a massive amount on the lottery something like Euro-Millions roll over where the prize is like £120m then I guess he would probably first of all pass out with shock, that or actually piss his pants but it'd be cool because he could either pay for a hot private nurse to come take care of him or buy new pants. Perhaps he'd do both ;p Second of all he'd buy a nice apartment somewhere cool in London. As much as he hates the city, it's home so a nice docklands/central penthouse would be awesome, if he's going to live in this city he wants to have as much style as possible. Third he'd pay for my motorbike and car driving licenses and buy himself a nice motorbike in the 600cc range (no point getting anything bigger if you live in a city) and a damn nice car, thinking something along the lines of an Aston Martin or Lotus Elise, probably the latter because it's sexy as hell, small and yet awesome for a 2-seater. After he kitted out my London apartment he'd buy a nice house for his dear old mum, A decent five bedroom house for his sister and her kids and he'd buy his brother his own place.
Mind you that's all part of his charm really isn't it bless him we mock him day in day out but do we ever stop to think about what we would do without him I mean he just goes on and on and on endlessly about things like how he played some Ace Combat 6 instead this weekend, Ace Combat 6 was pretty impressive, he doubts however he will ever get all the achievements in the game, mostly because they involve some ridiculous amounts of multi-player and unfortunately last time he entered that there was hardly any games available apart from when he and JK-Trix went on and did the co-op missions together. Thankfully Dan has also picked up a copy so they can blitz stuff together on this. He has now completed the campaign using only attacker craft, dog fighting 64 - 2 in an A-10 thunderbolt mk2 is nigh on impossible but somehow he did it. The final mission was in a way, both easier and harder than he anticipated on that, using a Tornado jet bomber he was able to basically circle around the Chandelier and destroy piece by piece only breaking the loop briefly to dive down the maw of it's loading system to get the cruise missiles they were preparing to load in. He is currently flying through the game on Ace difficulty. He's mostly scored S ranks though to be fair he is using the most hax plane of them all the CFA-44 Nosferatu with the ADDM system (18 missiles each with 12 individual lock-on markers, targets can be air or ground or mixed between the two, each detonation is similar to the Nimbus cruise missiles used against you in that they basically will kill anything in one hit)
When he stops talking it's a short-lived reprieve!
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Originally Posted by I'm my own MILF
