The Official Nonsense Thread

[Caspin]

Well that poetic moment cheered me up no end. I'm off work sick at the moment, as this virus seems to like me and wants to stay with me. It's difficult to do anything with a head that feels like it's going to explode and glands so swollen I can barely lift my arms to drink a cup of tea.

However I can lie in bed and write you some limericks if you wish. *envisages everyone's great desire for me to do this*

All my family and friends love Skyrimming,
With enthusiasm for battles they're brimming.
Superior graphics and lighting,
but the fighting is frightening,
So I think I'll just stick to my Simming.

Ta da!

*now envisages wild applause* *bows graciously*

Don't worry, I have more in me.

There once was a zombie called Ollie,
Who snarled like he was off his trolley.
Despite all my warning,
On my lawn he kept spawning,
So I shot him in the head, I'm so sorry.


Hands up all those who are now afraid I won't stop?!