While firstly I'm sitting here on a hard little cat scratcher thing because the cat jumped up and gave me a fling, more like a push, with her tush and took up all the room, basically telling me to get, now, come on zoom. So I let her have the chair and now I have to look up and stare, as well as type, about my little gripe.
So depending on what you like, you may want to smack me with a bike, for this little diddy, from the so called kitty. While you can go and blame it on good old Christine, at Vista Woman, as she told me to be mean. Or Ocean Girl told me to Live High so if you what to beat up this guy, I mean cat or maybe poor Pat, blame her too, just because the ocean is blue. Oh what was that? You never seen these ones before from the cat. While I guess that means they are new, here to rhyme with all of you. But lets see if they can keep up even a little, or resort to singing hey diddle diddle, then I might have to give them the boot, but I wouldn't want to mess up my new suit. Oh wait it's just a tie, so I guess I lie.
Anyway today or tonight where ever you are, either near or far, I am going to rant about the word sport, like what you do on a basketball court. As it seems that it has taken on a different meaning heck next there will be a sport for cleaning. I mean really how can you call darts a sport at all, you stand whether small or tall and throw sharp metal things, with a few little wings. Yeah that really causes you to sweat, shouldn't you at least have to put something in a net?
Then there is pool, yeah it may be cool, but a sport it is not, that I never bought, heck I consider golf more of a sport than that stuff, and I've always said that was more of a hobby oh don't get in a huff. I mean they even call cheese rolling or wife carrying a sport in some places, someone needs to slap their faces. Yet that's not even the best of all, how about I give this one a call, Ferret legging, no there is no begging. Two ferrets are dropped down ones pants, move about like ants and the winner is the one, who can stand them biting your nether regions the longest oh what fun.
Now I'm not saying most of these don't take skill, as that they all will. Except for some of the last I stated, as they should just be stamped and dated, then never mentioned ever, yes I mean never. But using the toilet takes skill, as does playing a videogame and getting a kill, as does typing fast on a keyboard, as does playing the correct note and chord, as does typing worthy rhymes, poems, stories and such, so if that crap can be a sport then why not just a touch. That's right touching someone should be a sport too, as that can be done by me and you. It takes skill to catch some people, as they might hide in a steeple. Then we'll use Betsy from My Five Men to track them down or Brian from WaystationOne will huff and puff and chase them all over town.
See look I made a new sport, in my little retort, it can be called Reach Out and Touch, that isn't too much. Heck digging a ditch will satisfying this itch, oh I bet you thought I'd say bitch, while now you got your wish miss witch. Who was I talking to is anyone's guess, as maybe that is another sport making heads or tales of my mess. Oh two new ones in one post, aren't I just the most. So now I'm done going down these tracks and that is simply the facts.
Speaking of the facts and all the great acts, did you see Betsy's new ad, she looks quite glad. Here it is once more, just click here to open the door. Anyway enough with the selfish plugs for Pat, as I should soon scat. But I have to say the latest post from The Lair of Silver Fox is quite the read, it may also plant a certain seed, some, as with here, may disagree, but as far as the opinion of me, the Fox isn't far off at all, in his little blog call.
Oh and the Tales of Tashtoo got all dire today, as stupid happenings lit a fire as she had her say. But she's right as it shouldn't happen and there should be no need to sit here rappin, about how much of a moron some parents can be, as I'm sure you all can see, some people should be sterilized and not allowed to reproduce, as they give out nothing but abuse, but Natasha went there, I won't ruffle any more hair. For I think I've done enough, as I'm sure I've made some of you go into a huff, but Christine told me to be mean, so that's what you get from my posting scene. Blame the noob, it could be easier to solve a rubix cube, then to read my long little chat, but you just so love the cat and maybe Pat, how about that?
Oh and Betsy I must say once more, you didn't trick me with your pic in my last comment tour. I saw it went in and out, as you came back to shout, meaning the picture was bigger in some and smaller the other times you'd come. So I caught you there, I know no fair. Anyway remember what's always greener some where else, i.e. grass and I will go on being a little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.