Oh, how the tables have turned. The Dragon Feast Sick of eating only sour carp and nasty sturgeon--The dragon went in search of tasty virgins.He thought he had found a smorgasbord--But instead was devoured by a virgin horde!
There they are! Special Delivery! When you are old and getting frail,There's no need to grieve, to weep or wail--Just ship your dentures to yourself in the mail!And if you wait just a little while,The postman will deliver you back your very own smile!This will be twice as nice, because by then,You will have forgotten … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 8. Frail
A horse is a horse of course, unless it's miserable Ted The Scary Godmother Ted Garcia Morales had a fairy godmother,And she was a madrina like no otherLess bippity-boppity, more hella scary--But what can you expect from a skelefairy? The very first time that they met,Ted begged her for an enchantment.She obliged, and without remorse--She … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 7. Enchanted
My dad used to tell me this is how he changes his mind. Don't Worry, Be Happy Are you weighed down with worry and care?Perhaps you should blame what's beneath your hair.Just saw a bit and scoop it out--that beleaguered brain all full of doubt!You'll find that you can do without.You won't even notice how … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 2. Mindless
The most romantic way to give someone the finger... Mortimer Bixby's Marriage Proposal Mortimer Bixby fell in love with an opera singer.She was one half of a pair of singing sisters.Each was for the other a total dead ringer,But only one wanted to make him her misterMortimer loved only one of the two,But not the … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 1. Ring
My brother Daniel and I both took 23andme DNA tests and this is what it revealed about our ancestry: This explains so much There was also about 0.1% of "unassigned" genes on my ancestry report which I can only assume is blobfish. Grandpa? Is that you? (Photo: Wikimedia Commons) I suppose it is all irrelevant … Continue reading My Brother and I Took a DNA Test and It Revealed Some Disturbing Information
I fear this poem is in poor taste, or worse that it’s a complete and total waste both of time, and of rhyme. I don’t want to say it but I’m not gonna lie. The truth of it is, the reason why I wrote this poem was just to fill space. It began without meaning. … Continue reading Witless Wednesday Presents: A Poem, A Lot Like Life