~~~~ThE oFfIcIaL fRiDaY sIlLiNeSs ThReAd~~~~

[ShadowAce]

A bather whose clothing was strewed,

By winds that left her quite nude,

Saw a man come along,

And unless we are wrong,

You expected this line to be lewd.

[ShadowAce]

A young schizophrenic named Struther,

Who learned of the death of his Brother,

Said, “I know that its bad,

But I don’t feel too sad.

After all, I still have each other.”

[ShadowAce]

There was an old gent from Hyde

Who ate rotten apples and died.

The apples fermented

Inside the lamented

And made cider inside his inside.

[ShadowAce]

Said an ape as he swung by his tail,

To his offspring both female and male,

“From your offspring, my dears,

In a couple of years,

May evolve a professor at Yale.”

[ShadowAce]

God’s plan made a hopeful beginning,

But Man spoilt his chances by sinning;

We trust that the story

Will end in great glory,

But at present the other side’s winning.

[BibChr]

I love that.

[stephenjohnbanker]

LOL!

[ErnBatavia]

Write a limerick and come out and play

Wonder if Andrew Dice Clay is a FReeper....

[ShadowAce]

There once was an old man of Esser,

Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,

It at last grew so small

He knew nothing at all

And now he’s a college professor.

[stephenjohnbanker]

Man, you are “ripe” this morning!

[ShadowAce]

The limerick’s callous and crude,
Its morals distressingly lewd;
It’s not worth the reading
By persons of breeding -
It’s designed for us vulgar and rude.

[ShadowAce]

The limerick packs laughs anatomical
Into space that is quite economical.
But the good ones I’ve seen
So seldom are clean -
And the clean ones so seldom are comical.

[ShadowAce]

A young man from Timbucktoo

Whose limericks stopped at line two.

[Ingtar]

Write a limerick and come out and play,

is what ErnBatavia had to say.

I gave it a go

Though my mind is slow

and made the worst rhyme of the day!

[Pharmboy]

There once was a group known as Acorn,
Whose offices looked somewhat forelorn;
Then they were caught
By a camera that sought
To show why they needed our scorn.

[ShadowAce]

A certain young fellow named Bee-Bee
Wished to wed a woman named Phoebe.
“But,” he said, “I must see
What the clerical fee
Be before Phoebe be Phoebe Bee-Bee

[stephenjohnbanker]

Freeper Poster of the Day !

[ShadowAce]

A canner, exceedingly canny,
One morning remarked to his granny,
“A canner can can
Anything that he can;
But a canner can’t can a can, can he?”

[ShadowAce]

There was a dear lady of Eden,
Who on apples was quite fond of feedin’;
She gave one to Adam,
Who said, “Thank you, Madam,”
And then both skedaddled from Eden.