Reposts from a silly thread on the old site. Some are quite good, others are really, really bad

Original thread

A fool in the upper parts of town
saw something on the ground and bent down
To his supprise it was a piece of rotten pie
despite the risk of getting sick or die
he ate it, as would any other CLOWN
/Gloom

There once was a CLOWN name Gloom
Who once went on a trip to Doom
At the sight there he moaned,
By a Demon got owned,
And went home to hide in his room
/Slinver

There once was a CLOWN named Slinver,
Who went hunting for treasure near Vesper,
He searched all around,
Dug many holes in the ground,
But Ary had already been there
/Arioch

A CLOWN once known as Arioch
Woke up one day with a shock
He glanced in his mirror
Then moved a bit nearer
To find he was wearing a frock
/Slinver

A smelly Wookiee, big in heart
had a strategic plan, cunning and smart
He would knock down his enemy
to wich there was no remedy
with a big and loudly fart
/Gloom

There once was a great game called WoW
Which should really be out by now
We're CLOWNs who are good
So go to Alliance we should
To the Horde we will never kowtow
/Slinver

There was once a Clown named Ary,
he went on a Britania Safari,
he wanted to hunt the dragon bat,
but then he got bite from a giant rat.
So he called his friend the Spirited CLOWN.

With him, he didnt feel anymore alone.
Both grabbed a large spear,
and like that they forgot their fear,
when the spanked the rat a while.
Both died together with a smile.
/Torin

There once was a Clown named Fjeld
and never did he answer a tell.
He would watch his porn,
and not see his torn chest
cause he was focusing on the brest
in the litte harpy nest
/Dr Fjeld

They called Gloom for a ress.
Later on the Elder said:
Lets go together on that raid!
But seems they werent sober.
As the passes werent over.
/Torin

And now they met a CLOWN named Fjeld.
Who took out his shield.
All four bite together in the dust,
as the rat was wearing a mask.
It was a transformed balron.
Who did against theese little clowns won.
/Torin

The CLOWNs still cannot choose,
Even though often they muse,
Whether in a dark street,
Would they prefer to meet...
The Collector of Souls or of Shoes...
/Arioch

The CLOWNs they all have the blues
Why? Well, here's the news
Pictures here, they just don't work
Collectors task he seems to shirk
He's much too busy collecting shoes
/Slinver

A young princess, all gathered in silk,
(Here's a warning to those of that ilk),
On her doorstep found something quite new,
It was short,fat and blue, so all princesses true,
Please! Take care when ordering Milk!
/Arioch

I have to salute the Alliance,
I'm no longer sure of Horde's triumph,
Dwarves can dig through the night,
Elves look good in tights,
And gnomes can mend any domestic appliance
/Arioch

This thread must be the luniest ever
although the idea itself is very clever
No matter how hard we try
these limericks will hardly fly
maybe next one will? eh..never!
/Gloom

We have a nice site.
Sometimes CLOWNS bite.
It looks really nice.
I have no lice.
Now when will that picture forum work...RIGHT !!
/Anonymous

Slinver and Morri played a game
They thought contraception was kinda lame
Babies arrived, one, two three four
OMG no more, NO more!!
But online sex just wasn't the same
/Milk

There was an old Clown call Gloom
All his PC could do was run DOOM
He called it a day
When he realised he's gay
And ran out to pick flower's in bloom
/Milk

CLOWN MacHash wanted to play WOW
But sadly, along came some fat cow
He gave her a f**k
And to his bad luck
He's got no time for games now
/Milk

All us lunies are very sad
blaming Blizzard for all the bad
When will we ever play the game
not beeing able is a shame
further delay and we'll all go mad
/Gloom

haha i never saw this before >.<

how bored do you get Affie?

I'd forgotten about those!

Slinver and Morri played a game
They thought contraception was kinda lame
Babies arrived, one, two three four
OMG no more, NO more!!
But online sex just wasn't the same
/Milk

Milk needs to bring this one up to date to add 5 and 6

That thread was great

There was an old Clown call Gloom
All his PC could do was run DOOM
He called it a day
When he realised he's gay
And ran out to pick flower's in bloom
/Milk

AHAHA sooo true aswell!


and light! - im always boored at work