Vincent Silver Posted December 22, 2002 Report Posted December 22, 2002 Wennies are evil The plump when you cook em' Wennies are evil I don't like the look of em' Wennies ares evil They don't taste good Wennies are evil They don't look like they should Wennies are evil Take it away Wennies are evil Aw dammit just take this damn thing off *walks off angerly*
Vincent Silver Posted December 23, 2002 Author Report Posted December 23, 2002 This is the result of boredom on the human brain...Please prevent this form happening agin plaese donate to the Silver Anti-Boredom and Wennie Fund!
Guest Tamaranis Posted December 24, 2002 Report Posted December 24, 2002 You spelt Weenie wrong... Weenie isn't technically in the title
Gyrfalcon Posted December 25, 2002 Report Posted December 25, 2002 *raises an eyebrow* It's right there... and on every other line. I think he got his Weenies in.
Guest Tamaranis Posted December 25, 2002 Report Posted December 25, 2002 Well its a fine poem, especially considering Weenies ARE evil, and its terribly appropriate... But he's only got his wennies in, unless by some electronic trickery I'm not seeing what he actually wrote. (wouldn't doubt it, actually, confounded computer spirits.)
Vincent Silver Posted January 1, 2003 Author Report Posted January 1, 2003 Wow for the first time I'm pissed off at someone at this board. Now you know as well as myself and everyone else what I meant. I wrote that on limited time on a PUBLIC computer. I was in a very big rush. I don't think it's fair that my poem is being rejected becouse of the spelling mistake I made. I don't hold grudges but at the moment I am mad....
Gyrfalcon Posted January 1, 2003 Report Posted January 1, 2003 Tamaranis isn't in charge of the Weenie award. (You'll notice he has one himself.) Unfortuantly, I haven't seen Gwaihir (who is in charge of the award) for a while,and I don't know if anyone else has. This is probably why your title hasn't disappeared. Wait patiently, and hopefully it will be dealt with soon.
Guest Tamaranis Posted January 1, 2003 Report Posted January 1, 2003 I really don't know how I manage to consistently upset people without meaning to. I'm not really sure what to say here. I'm not trying to step in and take over the handling of Weenie awards or anything. I'm not trying to prevent you from getting rid of yours either, and I'm certainly not belittling your poem. I just found the situation amusing, the best analogy I can come up with at the moment is playing scatergories, coming up with a unique and fitting word for each line, and then realizing you've done the wrong letter. Now if you've never played the game the analogy is useless, but I did that recently and did quite a bit of laughing at myself. Its funny no matter who it happens to. Also, I find everything to do with weenie awards amusing. I didn't intend any offence and I wasn't trying to place myself above you in any way. Again, sorry to step on your toes here. I'm just wierd I guess.
Peredhil Posted January 1, 2003 Report Posted January 1, 2003 Laughs and thinks this thread shows just how fallable we all are. Sensitive to criticism, quick to assume offense. Maybe he was trying to help? For instance... it's spelled weird. I think criticism and feedback is an art we all must practice here, along with our writing. If that is agreed, then we'll have to practice not giving offense, and not taking offense. Hugs everyone and saunters away We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to. W. Somerset Maugham
Vincent Silver Posted January 2, 2003 Author Report Posted January 2, 2003 Sorry I wasn't sure who was in charge of the weenie awarde so I got mad because I thought I wouldn't lose this godforsaken thing. Sorry to get mad,I have the shortest temper in the world.
Nyyark Posted January 2, 2003 Report Posted January 2, 2003 I sent Gwaihir an email recently Vince, and if I get anything back, I'll be sure to mention you weenie in my reply
Guest lumpenproletariat Posted January 3, 2003 Report Posted January 3, 2003 Gwaihir will be "permanently" back January 6, if memory serves Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
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