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Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Funny Sexy Secretary

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Fog

FOG

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This is written as a prompt to http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/ Prompt 82.

On September 22, 2009 © Stani. All rights reserved

dark dense  wispy
pretty yet dangerous
evoking thoughts of
a turnaround, escape.

within lurks the one
softly calling, gently pulling
try to resist, runaway
from web of deceit.

getting darker now
feel like hallucination
shapes flitting all around
writhing waiting to strike.

just like the dog destined for slaughter
i hear the whistle blow
calling me away
yet i must taste of this.

whistle fades away
blood runs cold
anticipated merriment turns to
embrace with foul one who lurks within.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Joke of the day

This joke came in from Solar. Nice one Solar, keep 'em comin'

The Image was found here. I have no idea who the artist is, but it is called the Wise Owl.

 Wise Owl

Lies that come back to haunt you.

 

Mom comes to visit her son Okonkwo for dinner. He lives with a female roommate Ada. During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Okonkwo's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this had only made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Okonkwo and his roommate than met the eye... Reading his mom's thoughts, Okonkwo volunteered, “I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Ada and I are just roommates."

About a week later, Ada came to Okonkwo saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the small bag of Garri. You don't suppose she took it, do you?” “Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure" said, Okonkwo.

So he sat down and wrote:

Dear Mother,

I'm not saying that you did take the bag of Garri from my house, and I'm not saying that you did not take it either.  But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Do you know what became of the Garri?

Love,

Okonkwo.

Several days later, Okonkwo received an email from his Mother, which read:

My dear Son,

I'm not saying that you do sleep with Ada, and I'm not saying that you do not sleep with her. But the fact remains that if she had been sleeping on her OWN bed, she would have found the bag of Garri under her pillow by now. Do you know where she has been sleeping?

Love,

Mum.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

The Watcher



The image is by Bileak

On September 20, 2009 © Stani. All rights reserved

watching, sitting idly
sands of time trickle slowly
seeing all you do
the small, evil ways you know

smiling, fun all the way
enjoying the silly antics you play
feeling the world through you
inanities displayed in your view

patience, i have it all
mapping out just reward
my body tingles in anticipation
tingling, almost orgasmic

cackling, out loud
you cannot hear me
object in the rear view
so close, so close

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Cartoons of the Week



Cartoons of the Week

Monday, September 14, 2009

Retrospection

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The image is by Hamed Parham

On September 14, 2009 © Stani. All rights reserved

every road i have taken
has led to my regret
every fight i have fought
led to my defeat

a swim in the Atlantic,
a journey in the land of lala
struggled daily trying
to quench embers of my fall

flights of fantasy, fancy
leading to delusions of grandeur
brought down from cloud cuckoo
by the thrust of a pin

all seemingly lost
groping blindly
not finding my way
out of mephitic abyss

reaching out my hand to you
holding on as to a lever
you walk with me
my pain you take away

 

Friday, September 11, 2009

Acrostic for 9/11




Image is taken from here

On September 11, 2009 © Stani. All rights reserved

nonsensical acts of the insane
irreparable damage, incalculable cost
nitwits cloak stupidity in religious fervor
estatic dreams of hell disguised as paradise

elevated, scared, hearts thumping
lambs to be slaughtered, death knell pronounced
escape to unreality only way out
verily, verily i say unto you, kill the infidels
enslaved to evil, brainwashed by cowards
nitwits, dimwits caught between forces unknown.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Sunday Madness: Wordless Wednesday

Sunday Madness: Wordless Wednesday
 
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