Snippets from the ebenezer messageboard.
There was an old laddy from Limerick
Who couldn't wait until the 17th
He sucked it all day
And whistled away
Until he turned green in the latrine.
And once an American rhymer
Ignored his intestinal timer
He did not do chants
But shat in his pants
To become a Limerickan slimer
A Limerickan slimer
The mention of which made me blanche -
When eb traps the eye with his chance
You can see why
Americkans spell wry,
But Slavics can't spell their way out of a trance.
A Linuxman suffered from gout
And clobbered a baby seal snout
When searching for beer
He misspelt, I fear
But the substring default helped him out