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Post by number1fan on Feb 1, 2008 22:38:35 GMT -5
jenn...we gotta leave this for the masters...mt (emtee) and casper!!! 
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Post by mellie on Feb 1, 2008 22:41:14 GMT -5
Jenn, those were cute. ;D I think I'll try my hand at this.  The first time I watched Apolo skate I was in a nervous state I watched him fall Then I watched him crawl The silver medal that night was his fate |
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Post by jennaceeta25 on Feb 1, 2008 22:42:58 GMT -5
Jenn, those were cute. ;D I think I'll try my hand at this. Thanks! Go ahead, try it out!  Aww love it!!!!!!!!  |
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Post by mellie on Feb 1, 2008 22:46:40 GMT -5
I did, but I not know why it didn't post. I had to edit my post and retype the doggerel.  |
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Post by number1fan on Feb 1, 2008 22:57:40 GMT -5
Jenn, those were cute. ;D I think I'll try my hand at this. The first time I watched Apolo skate I was in a nervous state I watched him fall Then I watched him crawl The silver medal that night was his fate |
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Post by Casper on Feb 1, 2008 23:35:33 GMT -5
jenn...we gotta leave this for the masters...mt (emtee) and casper!!! Noooooooooooo!!! Number1, Jenna, and Mellie: There's no such thing as "masters" (well, maybe MT). Doggerels are just fun and these are all great! Keep going, I love 'em. I must warn you though, they are highly addictive. |
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Post by MT on Mar 16, 2008 17:19:39 GMT -5
Reference News article "I afraid that my career was over" OZ March 12 web.wcsn.com/article/news.jsp?ymd=20080305&content_id=58847&vkey=wcsn_news&dpre=When asked why she'd had a poor season, A. responded "I'll tell you the reason. It's god's honest truth, I blame my masseuse. Question that and my fans will scream 'treason.'" "That won't stop me." says MT the fan. You should buck up and just "be a man." It's really no use To blame the masseuse. I say here's a much better plan .... Next time it won't sound like a whine If you spin it a bit (not quite lyin) And with courage and grace, A determined brave face. Just tell 'em you've broken your spine. The fans, they will sure be impessed. And the real tale no one ever guess. Put this season behind you Just let me remind you Next year you prove YOU are the best! And as for that mean old back rubber, No need to mention her or blubber. Once you are better, I'm sure you can get her In private, brow beat and club her. I know Truman and Mtme With my view they don't seem to agree. They can call me a jerk But my plan - it'll work So much better, just try it and see. It's got nothing to do with compassion Or romantical 'shippin and bashing. If you must make an excuse Play it big, bad and loose Else you open yourself to talk trashin. The image is heros don't complain. Whiners are met with disdain. In public don't show, Or let anyone know All the sweat, and the tears, and the pain. This is, I admit, a tough game. But if bein on top is your aim, No shoulders to cry on Your romances to spy on There's a price for fortune and fame. So show us your determination. To your nay-sayers bring consternation. No excuses to the the press. Let your nosey fans guess. You don't own anyone any explanation! Mellie, no words, just no words for the bootie on your boy, there. |
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Post by Lori on Mar 21, 2008 16:37:53 GMT -5
I had originally posted this at OZ and hadn't intended to post it here, 'cause it seemed out of context without reading all the comments that preceded it - but Mtnme & MT asked me to:
Is there never an end to the dissin'?
All we lack now is 'boo-yah's' and hissin'.
Some think it's okay
To be snarky and say
That the girl's wimpin' out. We're not list'nin'.
There's no reason to disrespect her .
The masseuse very nearly did wreck her.
And though she is tough,
She's been through enough -
As fans we just wanna protect her.
We love that the skaters are open
And willing to share how they're copin'.
Then MT comes along
And thinks it's all wrong -
It doesn't seem fair that she's jokin'.
You're calling it 'making excuses' -
The assault wrought by brutal masseuses.
But since you're no doc
You never should mock
Or diagnose heartbeats and bruises.
You've backed off, I see by your ditty -
Scoffs disappeared - you've gone witty.
You've had all your fun,
But the damage is done -
And the things that you said were just - er, 'not nice'.
MT - I know you're a fan,
And I doubt it was part of your plan.
But it came off as mean -
And we WILL intervene
To defend A. however we can.
Now, Allison's one of those lasses
Who can stand strong when someone harasses.
But since she's not near,
Her 'posse' is here -
You can just call us 'Baver's Badasses'!
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Post by MT on Apr 8, 2008 18:42:39 GMT -5
Hey, GND. Thanks for contributing to the poetic archive. I'd love to compose something new but am busy (swamped) moving into a new house. It's killing me. I hate moving. Nothing fits anywhere and I can't figure out any of the light switches. Everybody wants to redecorate their rooms and I haVe nothing better to do. Wait ... oh yeah, if I don't go find a new job you'll see me on CNN under news about foreclosures because idiots bought more house than they could afford.
OK, that was my five minute break from unpacking boxes. I'm still trying to find the phone cords. (Why would movers pack them seperate from the phones, I ask you!?!?!?!)
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Post by mtnme on Apr 8, 2008 19:02:25 GMT -5
Hey, GND. Thanks for contributing to the poetic archive. I'd love to compose something new but am busy (swamped) moving into a new house. It's killing me. I hate moving. Nothing fits anywhere and I can't figure out any of the light switches. Everybody wants to redecorate their rooms and I haVe nothing better to do. Wait ... oh yeah, if I don't go find a new job you'll see me on CNN under news about foreclosures because idiots bought more house than they could afford. OK, that was my five minute break from unpacking boxes. I'm still trying to find the phone cords. (Why would movers pack them seperate from the phones, I ask you!?!?!?!) So MT, does that mean you have made the move to Tuscon and you are now a West Coaster? Might we possibly be seeing you at the next SLC event? (And Lori and I ARE wearing our Baver's Bad-asses sweat shirts - seriously! LOL) Want one?  |
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Post by Bella on Apr 8, 2008 23:39:42 GMT -5
Evenin' everyone!
MT - in my dictionary, next the word HELL is a picture of a woman trying to stow the various precious contents of her home (which items have here-to-fore seemed entirely necessary) into carryable boxes for transport to another location where they'll remain boxed for a good many months until their usefulness becomes apparent again. Moving is truly bloody hell! Here's a tip - unpack the shot glasses first.
Baver's Badasses? Very funny. I want a t-shirt too. Make mine in lavender trimmed in black lace.
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Post by mtnme on Apr 9, 2008 0:24:58 GMT -5
Evenin' everyone! MT - in my dictionary, next the word HELL is a picture of a woman trying to stow the various precious contents of her home (which items have here-to-fore seemed entirely necessary) into carryable boxes for transport to another location where they'll remain boxed for a good many months until their usefulness becomes apparent again. Moving is truly bloody hell! Here's a tip - unpack the shot glasses first. Baver's Badasses? Very funny. I want a t-shirt too. Make mine in lavender trimmed in black lace. Bella!!!!! Where have ya been girl? ?? We thought we lost you to the void! LOL You wanna t-shirt - you got it. Might we entice you to SLC to get it? I dunno about the lace though.....  |
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Post by Bella on Apr 9, 2008 22:37:28 GMT -5
Hi Mtnme!! Yes, I sort of got lost in "real life" I suppose. That seems an odd thing to write.
Anyways, I'm still trying to catch up around here. I missed everyone!!!
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Post by wags on May 2, 2008 23:02:11 GMT -5
It all started in 2002.
In SLC there was much ado.
His name was Apolo.
Now there's a skinsuit to follow
to the podium. And silver skates too!
Oh my stars! It seems so appalling.
How all of them ended up falling.
But before my very eyes
Imagine my surprise!
Did he just get a silver for crawling?
2006 had a change of scene-o.
From the land of pasta and vino.
He's so fast they can't catch
that sexy soul patch.
He's my bandanna'd Torino bambino!
Now we can move on to "Dancing".
In all of that shaking and prancing
the question at hand
is, "With Julianne
was it just dancing or romancing?"
Now never will I admit to most
hovering over my laptop like a ghost
til' the wee break of day
with my friends from GA
just to see stupid a$$ lap times post!!
From all this thinking my brain has a cramp.
But outside Kearns in the cold I will camp.
Obscure web sites I'll probe.
And travel the globe.
For support of my favorite World Champ!
Please be kind. It's my first try.
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Post by mtnme on May 2, 2008 23:39:56 GMT -5
In the words of the champ himself "awesome!" ;D All this hidden talent here, who knew? as for huddling around watching lap times- oh, I miss them already! It was actually kinda fun. Just think, if it was on TV, we would have just individually watched. Instead, everyone across the country, and even a few Canadians, were all here chatting it up-that's pretty amazing when you think about it! |
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