The Life and Times of One Grimace Thor

i was abandoned as a baby & raised by a wild pack of cigarettes

the dad never came back from the corner store but the cigarettes did. and they stepped up

I think the "pre" and "post" parts in "preposterous" should cancel each other out but everyone else seems to find my idea completely erous

my knight just stood silently on a cliffside for an hour because he was "contemplating the burden of destiny” but i think he forgot why we climbed up there

It’s called the brothers grimm rather than the grimm brothers cause you might think the were just two dour lads. Whereas it’s called the wright brothers and not the brothers wright lest you mistake them for a single craftsman who is skilled at manufacturing guys

One of my greatest flaws as a poster I think is that I am prone to this sort of cleverness. The sort of wordplay you might expect a middle aged British man to deliver with a twinkle in his eye on daytime television to an audience that does not laugh but does applaud. Which has its place, certainly. And is satisfying to write and to read. It certainly tends to have the potential for online vitality. Just know that to me this type of wordplay/rhyming heavy post is dirt. Good dirt. But not shit compared to what I truly love (being incomprehensible and offputting)

I refused to leave when the experiment was over and bargained my way up to three marshmallows.

admittedly i know little of the subject but one would think, at 45 years of age, he would be a ryan goose by now