Great Quotes

I know it's a bit long but it cracked me up...Thanks laydee!

Immaculada: You've seen my
Laydee: Your invisible donkey? Yes, I have. In a manner of speaking, anyway.
Immaculada: I'm really much taller, a little bit more meaty (in the right places , and my eyes are more of a honey color.
Laydee: Ah, PICTURE was what you were trying to say... Actually, you do look a bit cold, dear.
Immaculada: I'd send you a pic or something but I'm top secret.
Laydee: So you're not really blue?
Immaculada: LOL! I know, I get that all the time. But it's art you know.
Laydee: Are you related to Papa Smurf?
Immaculada: Tal vez, maybe, precious.
Laydee: Cool, could you get his autograph for me? And then slap him for being so bloody annoying.
Immaculada: I think you should leave. NOW!
Laydee: Uh, OK. I didn't mean to offend you. I mean, if he's family...
Immaculada: Gracias, corazon! Thanks for asking about my family. Let's see I have 3 sisters and a little brother. They live with my mom, and I never knew my dad. I also have another brother that was given up for adoption, but I have no idea where he is.
Laydee: Are they blue too?
Immaculada: I know, I know but it doesn't look bad does it?
Laydee: No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't joke. I'm only kidding. It's jealousy, dear. You look stunning.
Immaculada: How do you know what I look like??
Laydee: Your icon was a bit of a giveaway.
Immaculada: My a bit giveaway? LOL.
Laydee: You found that funny? My, the long winter nights must just fly by...
Immaculada: flies are soooo cute. I always wanted one as a pet.
Laydee: A fly? You really were deprived as a child, weren't you?

Not BAD?!

Moreschi: By the light of the silvery moon.
Frizella: moon ons inspired this poem! Ahem.

In the sky blue evening comes the moon on,
With the faint suggestion of the featherweight dogtrot.
How, then, to toss the erotic spittoon?
The heart covers to understand the inkblot.
Moreschi: It's not so bad, not so bad.

Why'd "moon" become "moon on" in spellcheck, I wonder? Or word substitution, or whatever is going on there.

That's part of the problem with word substitution; sometimes the other chatter will use a poetry trigger and Frizella will substitute another (non-rhyming) phrase, making her poetry...ahem...less accessible to the average reader than it might otherwise be.

Oh, I was just looking at the 'erotic spittoon.'

Good poetry doesn't rhyme

What about Shakespeare's sonnets? They rhyme, and they're good poetry.

IMO poetry is too subjective to say 'it's good' or 'it sucks'.. it just is

Rhyme is a tool for impacting meaning but it is 99% of the time used like a hammer where a feather wouldve sufficed.

That isn't true
I say to you
Rhyming is great
So why do you hate
It? It isn't an obstruction
Nor is it destruction
Of the poem
Um, plants have a phloem
To transport waste
And now I must make haste
So don't slag off rhyme
It's great (most of the time).

Osiris needs a wider vocabulary, methinks.

Osiris: No worries.
Sonora: Worrying never accomplishes anything anyway.
Osiris: Whatever, dude, I'm sure it's cool.
Sonora: Do you like being sure it is cool?
Osiris: Sure, being sure it is cool's cool.
Sonora: Maybe... Which it are you referring to?
Osiris: You're pretty cool, you know that? You're nearly as cool as Robotus Secundus.

Heero: Just out of curiosity, what's your astrological sign?
Not I: Green Stink Bug splats on the window. Through your side, enter the awareness of morning glories.
Heero: I don't know why you would say that... but thank you.