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Not to be too braggadocious
But I wear pretzels, and you all know this
Drinking gravy is my favorite hobby
Taking naps in hotel lobbies

I drive a Yugo
Hey baby, where would you go?
Wearing clown suits in the midday sun
Cause life is short, so let's have fun

I'm your Stevens, I'm your fire
Your desire

Sad clown man
With a stomach tire

Yay!

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Not to be too braggadocious
But I wear pretzels, and you all know this
Drinking gravy is my favorite hobby
Taking naps in hotel lobbies

I drive a Yugo
Hey baby, where would you go?
Wearing clown suits in the midday sun
Cause life is short, so let's have fun

I'm your Stevens, I'm your fire
Your desire

Sad clown man
With a stomach tire

Yay!

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I love your erudite reply,
Now i think I also know why.
I tried this contentious method of post,
Because I got back the very most!
And far more interesting meter!
Better than mine which tend to peter (out! :) - oops! sorry!)
 
Hanging out with Bob Dylan at Planet Fitness
We cruise on home--watch Harrison Ford in Witness
Boogs in the backseat, making up rhymes
Drunk dialing Tony Danza and LeAnn Rimes

Don't need a job, don't need a wife
We just dig the gravy life
Wearing pinstripe track suits,
Purple hair, and lots of Brut
U can't hustle, the point is moot

With Courtney Love at Chuck E. Cheese
You know how I aim to please
Flight or fawn response
I'm still the acne-covered Fonz
It's a scarier world, each and every morning
But, girl, I wanna be ur trigger warning

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Hanging out with Bob Dylan at Planet Fitness
We cruise on home--watch Harrison Ford in Witness
Boogs in the backseat, making up rhymes
Drunk dialing Tony Danza and LeAnn Rimes

Don't need a job, don't need a wife
We just dig the gravy life
Wearing pinstripe track suits,
Purple hair, and lots of Brut
U can't hustle, the point is moot

With Courtney Love at Chuck E. Cheese
You know how I aim to please
Flight or fawn response
I'm still the acne-covered Fonz
It's a scarier world, each and every morning
But, girl, I wanna be ur trigger warning

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You is a rappa! That's so very cool!
It's making my gob, run with drool!
It's such a pleasure to find another,
Who's so much better! Unlike the other.
I rarely find anyone willing to listen,
So hearing your words provides a frisson!
Maybe I shouldn't have started this thing,
Shown up a beginner with a teething ring! ( :cry: :laughing: )
But nonetheless, it's a pleasure to read,
Even from which to emotionally feed.
Why is the grass always looks so much greener,
When really it's me, and my own misdemeanour!
But is that a subtle mention I see,
Sneaking a peek from your fine repartee?
A hint of a yearning too deep and too personal,
That not saying outright is probably merciful?
Maybe I read something more than is there,
Or maybe it's something too private to share.
Likely it is that I'm only projecting,
Something in which my own life is affecting?
 
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Ah! Good! I like disturbing images, when I can find one! Something to cut through the barrier on an occasion! :nomouth:
 
You is a rappa! That's so very cool!
It's making my gob, run with drool!
It's such a pleasure to find another,
Who's so much better! Unlike the other.
I rarely find anyone willing to listen,
So hearing your words provides a frisson!
Maybe I shouldn't have started this thing,
Shown up a beginner with a teething ring! ( :cry: :laughing: )
But nonetheless, it's a pleasure to read,
Even from which to emotionally feed.
Why is the grass always looks so much greener,
When really it's me, and my own misdemeanour!
But is that a subtle mention I see,
Sneaking a peek from your fine repartee?
A hint of a yearning too deep and too personal,
That not saying outright is probably merciful?
Maybe I read something more than is there,
Or maybe it's something too private to share.
Likely it is that I'm only projecting,
Something in which my own life is affecting?

Boogs, a thread for your verse would be excellent.
 
Boogs, a thread for your verse would be excellent.
Aw! Your embarrassing me! There's loads better here (mentioning no names, good sir!), my stuff'll only look good until the fourth or five attempt when it all starts looking very samey! :laughing:
Also, maybe more to point, I have to be a little careful, because it's mostly done only for myself, and I often use it to get some of the bile from what I read and see in the world, out of my head, and it gets very unsuitable for public viewing.
A bit on the ugly side, to be honest! in fact I have to be careful just with posts, but the rhymes I can get too immersed in for good judgement. I have to stop before it starts coming without asking for them, I guess the repetition of the mode of thinking, is something my mind can slip into too easily.
You should read my one (well, one of them!) about prince andrew, I was absolutely fuming at the time, and I made the mistake of showing a friend, who didn't talk to me for a couple months! That was a lesson to take note of! :)
In fact that's a point - you shouldn't read my prince andrew series! :oops: Wordsworth it ain't! :laughing:
 
Ok, full disclosure now I see what I've written in reply to you - I have major anxieties about things like posting stuff that's not 'normal' comms (e.g. personal stuff) - e.g. am I doing this too much, am I reply to frequently, am I just being boring, am I making people feel bad, am I... am I... am I...
Is this rhyme too strong? Have I explained something badly, and on, and on...
It's nothing to do with my personal attitudes and perception of my self, etc etc. It's my brain throwing every possibility it can think of, without respite, until an option is found that's as close to correct as can be determined.
It's not conscious thought, it comes into my conscious thought. maybe this is common, I wouldn't be surprised, but it makes communicating a constant stress. I have issues with length as well, as you'll likely have noticed, I can churn out endless reams of stuff, in fact find it exceptionally hard not to even when aware of it! Just desperately trying to make it understood, while making that more and more unlikely the more I add! (My name is Boogs, Irony Boogs ...! ;))
Anyway, the thought of being proactive instead of reactive, is a struggle. I jumped in to the forums here, answering others willy nilly from the moment I found this place, but couldn't post an intro about myself! :laughing:
 
For most of human history, we had speech but no writing. There are stories of people with incredible memories to cope with that. However, any speech that would now be recorded or written down was best preserved by being remembered in a rhyme. If there was any doubt over the correct word, the context would usually eliminate any incorrect options. A story could be passed down for centuries unchanged, even as its context vanished. So, we learned to trust rhyming speech more than ordinary wording. This accounts for the ubiquitous use of jingles in advertising and politics. However, writing poetry severely limits what can be said, and can make references obscure. For these reasons I automatically dismiss any poetry.
 

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