joy of six

Started by Shutuphippie, 16 July 2016, 07:05:46 AM

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mollinary

Quote from: Fenton on 18 July 2016, 07:27:02 PM
Knowing the person putting git on The Somme game would using Great War Spearhead 2

And in English?  ;) :-\

Mollinary
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Leman

The git on the Somme is all mine, all mine;
The git on the Somme is all mine!
The artist formerly known as Dour Puritan!

Fenton

Quote from: mollinary on 18 July 2016, 07:29:38 PM
And in English?  ;) :-\

Mollinary

Apologies for using "On the bus autocorrect English"

If I were creating Pendraken I wouldn't mess about with Romans and  Mongols  I would have started with Centurions , eight o'clock, Day One!

d_Guy

Sorry - you put a git on the bus then?
Encumbered by Idjits, we pressed on

Subedai

Great scale, great pics and write up, just too far for me now.

MickS
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http://thewordsofsubedai.blogspot.co.uk/

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FierceKitty

Quote from: Leman on 18 July 2016, 02:31:56 PM
The boy stood on the burning deck
His pocket full of crackers,
A spark went flying up his leg
And put us all back on track - hurrah!

Leman tried to be a poet.
How the thought appalls!
Thank heavens that a critic therefore
Kicked him on the shin.
I don't drink coffee to wake up. I wake up to drink coffee.

Leman

The artist formerly known as Dour Puritan!

Ithoriel

The boy stood on the burning deck
The sparks flew like a rocket
One flew up his trouser leg
And set fire to his pocket

The boy stood on the burning deck
His heart was all aflutter
He stood there toasting lumps of bread
And coating them in butter

The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled
When the cannonballs came whistling by
The poor boy lost his head

The boy stood on the burning deck
With his girlfriend Nancy
He'd promised her a red hot night
She'd not expected this, I fancy!

There are 100 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who can work from incomplete data

FierceKitty

The boy stood on the burning deck,
Shouting brave defiance
At those who favoured WWII
O'er the Aztec Triple Alliance.

"Who wants Leipzig, Waterloo,
Or other gaming stocks?
Come on, Techno, get 'em done,
Or we'll hide the band-aid box."
I don't drink coffee to wake up. I wake up to drink coffee.

fsn

The boy stood on the burning deck,
Did he flinch Sir? Heck no!
He tended to the wounded there,
He bandaged up our Techno.

The boy stood on the burning deck,
He took no peace nor rest, he
took to him a boarding pike,
and used it on poor Westie.
Lord Oik of Runcorn (You may refer to me as Milord Oik)

Oik of the Year 2013, 2014; Prize for originality and 'having a go, bless him', 2015
3 votes in the 2016 Painting Competition!; 2017-2019 The Wilderness years
Oik of the Year 2020; 7 votes in the 2021 Painting Competition
11 votes in the 2022 Painting Competition (Double figures!)
2023 - the year of Gerald:
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FierceKitty

Homer's first attempt:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I sing the wrath of Achilles,
How about you?
I don't drink coffee to wake up. I wake up to drink coffee.

FierceKitty

A request on behalf of those going on about Prussians and WWII (I've been one of the former myself recently, I know): How about three German officers crossing the Rhine, parlez vous?, which at the least could make an amusing little vignette?
I don't drink coffee to wake up. I wake up to drink coffee.

d_Guy

Quote from: FierceKitty on 20 July 2016, 10:33:23 AM
Homer's first attempt:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I sing the wrath of Achilles,
How about you?

;D ;D

Rage it was
And rage it is
And rage it 'ere shall be

Peleus' son
Was quite undone
By an arrow to the knee

(or was it the ankle? I can't remember
Encumbered by Idjits, we pressed on

Ithoriel

I used to be an adventurer like you ...
There are 100 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who can work from incomplete data

Techno

The boy stood on the burning deck,
Playing a game of cricket.
The ball ran up his trouser leg,
And hit his middle wicket.

(Judge Dread.)

Cheers - Phil