Did she claim that they went into the hole easier.

Arnold Palmer's wife was asked if she has a good luck charm she uses when gets out on the links. She replied "I sort through his equipment and kiss his balls for good luck. (True story)

Advice at the golf course.
1. BACK STRAIGHT, KNEES BENT, FEET SHOULDER WIDTH APART.

2. FORM A LOOSE GRIP.

3. KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN!

4.. AVOID A QUICK BACK SWING.

5. STAY OUT OF THE WATER.

6. TRY NOT TO HIT ANYONE.

7. IF YOU ARE TAKING TOO LONG, LET OTHERS GO AHEAD OF YOU.

8. DON’T STAND DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF OTHERS.

9. QUIET PLEASE…WHILE OTHERS ARE PREPARING.

10. DON’T TAKE EXTRA STROKES.

WELL DONE… NOW, FLUSH THE URINAL, WASH YOUR HANDS, GO OUTSIDE AND TEE OFF.

Here I sit, broken hearted,
Came to shit and only farted.
The above is an example of how lavatory Graffitti
can amuse and embarrass . Not only a cute rhyme.
but something everyone has exoerienced, A slice of the reality of life.

Once again
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++'s
BT

It was perfectly well crafted considering the genre.
I'm afraid that I led a rather dystopian life and limericks comprised of the grossest words in the language..No need for apologies. I also have a collection of rather naughty folk songs. Some mild and elegantly constructed and some very naughty indeed.We musicologists shouldn't be shy about putting forth the nasty stuff.

My Apologies for the crassness
It was a limerick that I had heard.
If these letters caused duress
Next time I'll arrange a new word.

Aha! Lavatory graffitti.
Unfortunately my limericks of that nature might be a bit over the top for this forum, or am I being old-fashioned?Here's one I made up when I started reading up on quantum physics.

There was a young woman, quite bright,
Who could travel much faster than light,
She took off one day,
In a relative way,
And arrived on the previous night.

Not in bone in a bonobo that matches a human.
What matters is a mind and what is between the ears.
Herb I was so struck by a passage that Freedomforall posted. I went to the bookstore and bought Three of his books. The author was Robert Heinlein and it pertained to governance. This is the passage.................. "I work hard governing. But only in thinking about policy and in judging the work of others. I don't do donkey work; I leave that to the professional administrators. Even so the problems ... can keep a man busy, especially if his intention is to govern as little as possible- as that means he must keep a sharp eye out and his ear tuned for signs that subordinates are doing unnecessary governing. Half my time is used in the negative work of plucking such officious officials and ordering that they never again serve in any public capacity.
Then I usually abolish their jobs, and all the jobs subordinate to them.
I have never noticed any harm from such pruning save that parasites whose jobs are eliminated must find some other way to avoid starvation. (They are welcome to starve-better if they do. But they don't.)
The important thing is to spot these malignant growths and remove them when they are small. The more skill a chief executive acquires in this, the more emerging ones he finds, which keeps him busier than ever. Anyone can see a forest fire; skill lies in sniffing the first smoke.
This leaves me too little time for my prime work; thinking about policy. The purpose of my government is never to do good, but simply to refrain from doing evil. This sounds simple but is not."
- Ira Weatheral, Chairman Pro Tem Howard Families, Time Enough For Love Robert Heinlein

The problem with governance is government.If man's natural state is freedom, government is freedom's antithesis. Too bad that with all his knowledge man hasn't risen much from the gorilla when it comes to social graces, The ability to create MWD's is usually likened to putting a Glock in the hands of a Bonobo.. If that is true, then there is no form of gevernment that is suitable for Homo Sapiens because the sapiens part has not developed to the same degree as the toyshop in his head.

Just another brilliant move. What will he come up with next?

There once was a man from kanass,
Who's nuts were made out of brass.
in stormy weather,
he'd clack them together,
and lightning shot out of his ass.

What about prose comedy?
The art of words. Limitless in content and application..

I wasn't alive.

Poetry concludes the four major genres of literature including drama, nonfiction and fiction.
Poetry can be divided into further genres ,prose
Satire, humor , and I will add horror.

I didn't know a thing to tell them.

Ogden Nash-- a poem for every topic..

The biggest swindle of all -- Income Tax!
Hayfoot strawfoot forward march,
Stiffen your backbone up with starch
Strut like Hercules or maybe Hector,
Get ready for the income tax collector.
Give 3 cheers and give them thrice
Roar like lions or maybe mice,
Boomalay boom on the big bass drum,
Where's the money coming from?
It's used in research children dear,
For ways to increase the tax next year.

Having never been invaded here and he was much younger I suppose the choice under duress could be considered. At my age they would have to kill me as I would not tell the nazi's a thing.

Reminds me of an inmate fight I helped to break up.
The shift commander sorted out who threw the first punch. That inmate had a peculiar face and a crew cut.
Asked why he threw the first punch, the inmate pointed to the inmate he had fought and said, "He called me a carrot head."
That would really impress the jury if he had accidentally killed the guy. Or on purpose.
Such things do happen during fights.

Yep, that IS true of Trump.
Me dino wouldn't call him MR. PERFECT.
Just MR. BETTER THAN EXPECTED.

Swindle
I See You...

Wanderer, wanderer, lost in the haze
void of direction, succumb to the craze.
Give ear to my madness, so deftly designed;
deception de-jour: aimed to muddle your mind.

Hocus and pocus no need for free thought,
erase your opinions, your conscious to rot.
As sugar and soda your smile decay,
a hoax and swindle, then off on your way.

Smoke and a mirror, please don’t look too close.
The truth makes one banal; drugs for the morose.
Illusion can conjure emotions untapped
a quick misdirection, now I’ve got you trapped.

You think you arrived here, quite all on your own
you’re one of a billion, another sad clone…
I’ve stolen the treasure that once made you free
brainwashed you to thinking all’s as it should be.

Gobbledygook and hyperbolized drivel
platitudes, platitudes, mentally shrivel;
accept what I tell you, and not an ounce more,
wanderer, wanderer, you’re lost evermore.

07/12/15


Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2015

I suppose (and rightly so) whatever he had to do, he he did in order to survive so he associated no guilt in the matter. But that doesn't excuse his later actions which bears the method of doing whatever is needed in order to win, regardless of any morallity involved. This is a brilliant and complicated man Whose misguided philosophy will eventually result in enslavement.

Absolutely. there's no crime in selling. But, selling the Brooklyn Bridge is a crime.

That is what a rational person thinks like.
You understand the potential consequences
Of your behavior. If more people did that the Alabama prison would have plenty of vacancies.