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both hands are in casts
she seemed like such a nice girl wanted pay up front Next: The real reason the sky is blue |
Scattered light refracts
The shortest wavelength is blue The sun knows this fact Next: Homosexual cats |
Tom cat eyes up Garfield
Garfield doesn't care He's feeling up Bill the cat airport security |
Metal scan, bomb sniff
German shepard laughs and wags Rubber glove scares me zombie paperboy |
In the grey morning,
The paper hits my door step Rolled around an arm. Next: Greetings from "World's Biggest" |
The worlds biggest what?
Maybe male genitalia I win. Next: Scotch Tape |
Todd can't write haiku
write five seven five on a card sotch tape it to screen Next: Pet rhinocerous. |
Oh rhinocerous
Armored pet unusual Catflap way too small Getting busted goofing off at work |
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Boss says I'm Lazy
I think I am smarter than he Mailboy's under my desk Next: Howard Stern |
I saw his movie
Funny, but his TV show Sucks shit through a straw sexual intercourse |
debbie does dallas
great fucking porno movie sex is a good thing chili peppers..........(and not the band) |
ignite. not the band...
red hot red hot red hot hot loves it. loves the firey burn. |
crapsticks! i forgot the next topic...
here ya go: <b>forgetfulness</b> |
I like tacos, hmm?
Oh shit, haikus!? I forgot! Oh hey, a haiku! I hearby decree that the following Haiku shall be written about: Crunchy Tacos! |
crispy crackily
munch munch munch chomp chomp swig beer add some more hot sauce next: new tfp |
Beats a jab in the
(somebody doesn't like blue) eye with a sharp stick next: bees |
Holy Hopping Fuck!
That Burns Like Boiling Acid Bastard Just Stung Me. Next: Radical Surgery with common Household Instruments |
Ice Cream Scoop, the pain
My brain resides in...tuba? Or, am I trumpet I hearby decree that the following Haiku shall be written about: Fez Hats on monkeys |
Shriners go-cart in
parades;raise funds, but monkeys in hats do better next : gymnastics |
Flexible, nimble flips
leaps great heights, turns on pointed toes OW!! CRAMP! Shit, I lost..... hmmmm.....humming |
I don't know the words
maybe if I hum the tune no one will notice. Next: The pickle stick |
practical joke on
doctor: hold pickle down there, "I got syphilis!" next: USA basketball |
EDIT: sorry, done messed it up. ignore this post completly.
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squeaky shoes squeak squeak
monkeys jumping through the hoops tall boys jump shoot score next: pizza |
Deep dish crust, cheesey
mushrooms, olives, sausage too, Shit! sauce burned my tongue! scorpions |
Dapper Arachnids.
Venemous in their black robes. Nine in a bottle. (For those who don't get the reference, Oliver Wendell Holmes once referred to SCOTUS as "Nine scorpions trapped in a bottle.") Next up: Peculiar things caught while fishing. |
O.J. Simpson's knife
Bethany Hamilton's arm Laci Peterson Moths |
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Grancey is fucked up, what a funny haiku there! There goes a moth now. -Seriously- Big old dusty moth, why do you fly into light? Can't you see that burns? Next up: Spider-Man |
**stepping in as a casual observer**
Okay, first of all, Grancey is good. Secondly, I don't have a Spider-man haiku, so mine doesn't count. However, I do love to analyze blues lyrics and find unintentional haikus within (Blues Haikus, if you will). For example: Accused of murder, First degree. Judge's wife cried, "Let that man go free." That's from Willie Dixon's "Back Door Man." **Okay, now back to.....** Spider-Man |
Average boy plus
radioactive spider equals latex pants? Next: <a href="http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/showthread.php?t=44951">Eve Ellis</a> |
Lady wearing clothes
Shiny, tight, tied up with rope Daddy should have hugged. Next: starting a new job |
first day at McD's
threw hamburgers at patron need new job again next: fast food |
Surging tides urge the
weary to flee for comfort at the golden arch Pickup trucks |
Yee-hah! Gun rack, Woo!
Four-wheel-drive, Yippee! Brush guard, Small cars: submit/die next: telescope |
i can see for miles
and miles,i can see for miles and miles,i can red wine |
Bacon Wrapped Fillet
Petit Nouvelle Pommes du Terre Something in a red Next: Cooking with Spackle |
spread thin, two slices
slapped down on a red hot grill. grilled spackle sandwich. (they really fill me up) Next- Scuba diving |
Fish hide and watch pass
strange frogs which spit bubbles that Rise to break the waves. Next: Time to clean the cat box. |
Moggy stinks - BAD CAT!
Kitchen reeks, give lunch a miss Yakk! I'm moving house. Let's have: Where's Bones? |
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