Limerick season
Over the past week, at least three of my friends have posted limericks on their blogs. Not wanting to be left behind on this new trend, and having extremely little time on my hands, I have decided to do the same. So here's my limerick post.
There was once a man from Madras,
Whose balls were made of brass.
In stormy weather,
They clanged together,
And fire came out of his arse.
And now I must go, for MEL 140 awaits me.
posted by Manu Saxena at 12:06:00 pm
5 comments
5 Comments:
you just made the vogon whatsitsname turn in his grave.
I found out his name. It was Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council.
well the you just made Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council turn in his grave, clang his brass balls together and release fire and brimstone through his arse.
p.s: hardly ur fault though, MEL140 is known to have some really weird side effects...
I just took my MEL 140 test. It went horribly.
Saira, we're talking about Hitch-Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Read it if you ever get the time. Nice book.
Dood! You bet we don't need another Shivinder Singh here!!
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