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  • Autumn Whisper on August 6, 2006
    hey gal, how are you?
  • powerslave on August 1, 2006
    I'm sorry but I'm not going to stand here and listen to this slander, these lies and this arse gravy. I'm phoning my lawyer, and he'll do the one thing that I cant. Soundly beat you with a snooker cue.

    And don't you think I'll be pulling any punches come trial date either. There's only one thing that I readily pull, and they have two breasts and false teeth. Yes, that's right, octogenarians.

    And I'm not ashamed of it either. Not while I have the anonymity of the internet on my side
  • galfalfa on August 1, 2006
    LMAO Raving na-na am i? Well arent you the pot calling the kettle black!
    My itty bitty quirks are nothing compared to YOURS! Firstly you pick your teeth with a steak knife.
    You also race zambonies ..jumping onto the ice in front of the deadly vehicle at the last minute. You eat arse. Hmmm what else, uh - Oh yeah, you hold your farts in until you belch them out WHICH endangers any poor unfortunate sap who unknowingly strikes up a conversation.
    I dont want to start any rumours and spoil your image on this site but i've heard some even had to be hospitalized after they keeled over ( peeeee ewwwwwww) - when you tried to revive them by giving them mouth to mouth ...actual testimony from survivors said and i quote "It felt like the bloody bloke was a giving us mouth to arse - he's fecking dangerous" Not only dangerous but a menace to society...
    Edited on Aug 01, 5:20 p.m. because 'after thought'.
  • powerslave on July 30, 2006
    I'm not safe to be around? I'M NOT SAFE TO BE AROUND?!?! I think we'll find that YOU'RE the one who runs with scissors, crosses the road without looking both ways and gets into strangers cars when they offer you sweets! If ANYONE is a danger to themself and those around, then it's most certainly, undoubtedly and unquestionably YOU!!!!!!!!!

    You raving na-na!
  • on July 30, 2006
    Well none is perfect and you had the clarity in realizing not all is perfect. Even though your poetry may be closer in clarity than you...who knows!Maybe your hair stylist! Writing is a glimpse of our inner self. What we see up front in us is not the same. Once written a statement suggesting the writer is connected more to their soul than at any other time. As the words come from inspiration and a pen connects that point well.
    Have a great life and keep up the good work.Mine is done,
  • Silky Origami on July 30, 2006
    watches as you see me streaking on your page we so need a streaking smiley reaaly really bad! so ello to my one who is of mindful tactics. hope all is well in your Mr. Roger's neighborhood. We over threw him in ours, but then again did not take much persuasion, the man already was on the very of blowing to begin with, we just simply dangled a lil vibrations in front of him man was in need so bad after playing with puppets all these years ... you!!!!!!!
  • galfalfa on July 30, 2006
    I should try it? I think not! Arse tasting i'm sure tastes like crap - and it's ruined your taste buds or is it taste butts - now everything tastes like arse to you ..
    I really hate to tell you this but you're cracked! Remind me NEVER to bend over in front of you with a bare bottom while eating a tuna on rye! Why, you'd look at it like dinner and ask for ketchup! I dont think you're safe to be around!


    Edited on Jul 30, 7:51 p.m. because ''.
  • galfalfa on July 30, 2006
    I'm sorry - i really don't possess any clarity at all - honest.
    It's all a show ..it's just an act - everything is weally weally unclear to me.

    Thanks for stopping in

    gal
  • powerslave on July 29, 2006
    You should try it. It tastes like rose tea, but a slightly more bitter. I find it goes well with fish.
  • on July 29, 2006
    A day of sun or the siblimity of rain
    Artisrty in you swells vigoriously the mind and then softly, smooths sensations on encouragment's to the soul of hearts
    A genuine person can always see and paint in the minds of others to see
    Too bad you possess such a clarity!
    Then my writings to you wouldn't seem so complinentry!
    Frisky in life is alive in you

  • galfalfa on July 29, 2006
    LMAO..you crack me up Red "it tastes like arse but has a pretty name" Rose Tea?!?!
    I wouldn't be privy to that info as i have never tasted arse
  • ShadowXxJuggalette on July 29, 2006
    hey
  • powerslave on July 28, 2006
    Bomb Canada for their tea? You actually think that we would declare war for Red "it tastes like arse but has a pretty name" Rose Tea?!?! Don't make me laugh!

    I can imagine all of you Canadians sitting around drinking English Breakfast Tea, wearing tweed jackets and flat caps saying "this tea is jolly spiffing don't you know". You try to be English, but you'll NEVER be English.

    Mainly because you're too far away and spell colour without a 'u'.

    Rookie mistake Canada, rookie mistake! You'll pay a heavy, heavy price come judgement day...
  • galfalfa on July 27, 2006
    LMAO - You went to the Official Red Rose Tea website??? What kind of indisputable flailing act of desperation was that?.. Don't believe everything you see and read there ..that's mostly US/Canadian propaganda!!!! ..yes fibbing, to make you guys feel included which will in turn strengthen US British ties for military porpoises...and so that you dont gang up on Canada and bomb us for our tea!
    The English Breakfast tea you see is merely an empty box...order it and you'll get the red tape run around. It will eventually be sent by "Same Day Some Day Courier" or the "Pip Pip Cheerio Trolley" and or in some cases "The Slow Boat From China's Rejected Piss Tea That No One Else Wants" barge service.
    I speak the truth dickon as sure as - God Save The Queen, Oh Canada and Do You Know The Way To San Jose!
    Gawd, you kill me - ok, let me wipe the tears off my face and do some additional(making shit up) er um I mean research
    Edited on Jul 28, 6:48 because ''.
  • powerslave on July 27, 2006
    I just went on the official (oh yes, no bootleg shit for me) red rose tea website, and it appears that you can order the product online. Only available in Canada? Only available in Canada my left bollock!

    Obviously I'll have to order it via the US as they're too ashamed of the weak, bland flavour that they wont import it to the country who has tea down to a fine art, but it'll be worth the wait.

    And while I was browsing the many tea related products I came across something so heinous and vile in it's very nature that it caused me to spit my Twinings Lapsang Souchong (it's what I drink on a rotation system with PG, helps to keep them fresh!) all over my laptop:

    Red Rose English Breakfast Tea

    First of all you come into our little isle, steal one of the things that made Great Britain Great, take it all the way home, stick 'red rose' on the front and try and pass it off as your own!

    It's despicable! If you want REAL tea all you have to do is ask and we'll trade some with you. 7 bags for a slave, I think that's a fair deal
  • galfalfa on July 27, 2006
    My dear dear Dickon, Red Rose Tea is black - the name has nothing to do with the colour of the tea dear heart - You see -

    Once upon a time, way way back in 1894 in Canada. Theodore Harding Estabrooks was born in Wicklow, Carleton County, New Brunswick in 1861. He attended Kerrís Business College in Saint John, New Brunswick and went into business himself in 1894 on Cock Street in downtown Saint John. He was a local business leader that came up with a great idea...produce and pack a quality blended tea that was consistent from cup to cup. Before that, tea was sold loose from tea chests by local merchants and quality varied a great deal. Mr. Estabrooks innovation meant that tea lovers could count on the quality of tea in every Red Rose package - a tradition that continues to this day. The name Red Rose was named after a prostitute (Red Rose) who gave him really really good head down at the docks....

    Initially, Red Rose was sold mainly in the Atlantic Provinces of Canada, but soon distribution expanded into other parts of Canada and into the United States beginning in the 1920's. But never to those hooligans in England! They prefer some watery no name brand called PJ Tips or some obscure name.... ahem ..where was i....

    Distribution initially was in cities near the Canadian border such as Portland, Buffalo, and Detroit. In 1929, Red Rose introduced tea bags for the first time. England still begged to be included but were told, NO RED ROSE TEA FOR YOUSE HOOLIGANS!!!!!

    Following the Second World War, Brooke Bond established their Canadian business in Montreal Quebec and continued to grow the Red Rose tea brand. By the 1970's, Red Rose was sold in much of the United States and Canada ONLY.

    Today Red Rose is blended with the same care that Theodore Harding Estabrooks established more than a century ago. Red Rose contains high-grown black teas from Sri Lanka (Ceylon), Kenya, India, and Indonesia. The result is a blend that produces a full flavored cup of tea for the tea lover. We think Mr. Estabrooks would be proud.

    Oh btw my bicycle is GREAT! I'm still using the training wheels though
    Edited on Jul 27, 3:08 p.m. because ''.
  • powerslave on July 27, 2006
    If it's black then why is it called red rose tea? It makes no sense!

    Of course you have to drink it out of the pot, we all know how backwards Canada is. How are you getting on with the bicycle? Penny farthing isn't it? I know they seem a bit strange and futuristic at first, but persevere - it's easier than walking
  • galfalfa on July 26, 2006
    Wow what a beauty of a poem - you do have such a wonderful way with words - thank you!
  • on July 26, 2006
    Many thrilling or passionate things in life
    One so fulfilling of magical is the kiss
    Not in the touching of lips even though a blessing in wonders
    The fellings of passion that can be given
    Into their heart you can put many feelings
    In your own unleashing passions of living
    From within will come forth from you
    Tenderness softly warmed of the beautiful thoughts within
    Love caresses a kiss from your soul in meanings of them to you
    Alive in you both affections of living in moments stood still
    As tender's of love's harmony as a river everlastingly flowing
    Rippling currents, smooth mirrored images creating both of you
    The most wonderful sensations ever being felt alive in a kiss
    Desires planted in your heart is yours to release from a kiss
    Become of your loves inside them with that kiss
    Holding so dearly your hands to their face intimaely intense
    Kiss with your thoughts for them to understand
    Let free of reality's demands portraying of you to their lips
    These enchantment's of feelings will guide you along
    Realms of love sensually forming lusts born in the two of you
  • on July 26, 2006
    Payday soon in a day or two green paper worth pennies
    one hundred, one thousand nice green paper
    Anyways it can make a bonified ALPOETRY man of me.
    I charmed over the galfalfa initials and what they stand for.
    I'm not picking on you but charm is charm as harmony makes a harmonica sound so inside the soul.
    No flirtious just charm as a cool windy day. Nothing better than seeing good scenery and feeling divine upon such good taste. If you are a greeter than accept these greetings of cool crisp salute's. And t oyou and yours a good night
  • galfalfa on July 26, 2006
    Well thank you for that Mr. Schoendorf - i will live the rest of my life keeping that in mind Never again will i turn Knobs outwardly ...it's inwardly
  • on July 26, 2006
    Tuning Knobs Inwardly
    Out of eyes are personal windows
    Scenery illuminates wonders into thoughts
    Peering inside as also others can see
    At times though troublesome hindering views
    Bewildering behaviors concocting self-centered
    Conscienceless of other than their own noses
    Frustrations mount yet wisdoms' kindness smoothes
    Understanding's for the lack of better
    Back too your 'window' soaking pleasantries views
    Only closing them if debris in sight
    Procedures preservations even carried over in your own thoughts
    Mirrors reflections so don't be ugly
    Protections exceptions saved only for survival
    Electric switched on or off as walking away
    Barren desert's voidness yet beyond is a mountainous range
    Things of substance keeps loveliness's hope
    Energies created envisioning harmonies brought alive
    Inside you a sea's stretch touching the sky
    Enchanted enlightenment's as angelic moments
    Choices for you to blossom or weed unsightly


    Kenneth Schoendorf


  • powerslave on July 25, 2006
    Drink it black? Don't you mean drink it red? Guffaw!

    What's so good about it anyway? I bet it's not as crisp and fresh as a nice cup of PG Tips. Black, two massive sugars (demerara is my sweetner of choice) and served in what we English call a cup
  • galfalfa on July 25, 2006
    LMAO - Peppermint tea???..why that's for amatuers!!! I laugh at peppermint tea, hold my nose and walk away! FYI Red Rose tea is in those infusion bags - i drink mine black and piping hot - none of this cream and sugar business young laddy
  • galfalfa on July 25, 2006
    Hiya..you're so very welcome and i do hope things get better for you but you must realise and change things for yourself - and know you deserve better ..ok? thanks for your kind words...loved that you dropped in

    gal
  • on July 25, 2006
    I think your poems are awesome!!! I think your bio is very cool.Thank you for your statement on my poem.Baby 4606
  • powerslave on July 25, 2006
    Red rose tea? Stuff and nonsense lassy! The only tea you need is the brown stuff that comes in handy little infusion bags. Real tea.

    My sister drinks peppermint tea and green tea. She's a disgrace to the family, the sole skid mark on the underpants Hawkes. So I gave her her bus fare and kicked her out. "Go woman, go, and never come back!" I shouted.

    Not that it worked, she's still here, and her bastardised peppermint tea bags still stink out the biscuit cupboard!
  • Silky Origami on July 24, 2006
    Today is my yo momma jokes

    so to you I will say this ya


    Yo Momma got three tongues, and she talks like this like this like this


    Yo momma so old when she has a orgasm powder comes out


    lmfao

    ok I have to go!!

    Pj's my sisterfrom another mother!! tell zt hi and Bayou for me please!
  • galfalfa on July 24, 2006
    Wow...i've just swooned
    I think i may need someone to mop me up off the floor I'm honored and humbled to have such a beautiful piece on my page -you've much talent thank you!

    gal
  • on July 24, 2006
    A Realm Enticed

    Twilight's comfort in eased array
    Softly hued across the horizon
    Sky lite of blue and orange in purplish pinks
    Colorfully outlined against the sky
    Inflections of heaven assimilate to your mind
    The stars at night enchanting your soul
    Moonlight glows romancing your heart
    In your eyes the night's sweet bliss
    Silhouette's dance into your thoughts
    For your touch to be remarkable as this
    Enticingly your mood enhanced alive
    Physical desires to taste passions lust
    Sensual tenderness savored rising exotically
    Time and space with love in your arms
    Nature reveals her intent of the night
    She so painted it mystically romantic
    Conjuring in you desires created
    Too touch in kisses releasing her energy
    Splendors dawned magnificently in pleasures
    A night's sweet erogenous romantic endeavors


    Kenneth

    Dreams are felt in more than one.
    This poem I wrote a while back also fits you too, the tee.
  • on July 24, 2006
    You are as you believe. This is the beauty you possess within and it radiates in your poems, playfulness anddesires.
    My congratulations on your journey in life
    Continue on, my heart n soul friend
    Ken
  • galfalfa on July 23, 2006
    A real tea toddler - i was raised on tea although i dont drink it as much anymore but while living with my parents it was drank, drunken, slurped and sometimes sipped with all meals... I bet you're jealous that we have Red Rose tea and you dont - it's only available in Canada you know
  • powerslave on July 23, 2006
    That was your first? I feel honoured, and slightly embaressed, that you were "broken in" by such a groundling as me.

    I think I need a cup of tea to compose myself...

    Did you know I drink so much tea that people will start placing golf balls on my head and shouting "FORE"?.

    That and my piss is so strong that we use it on our fence instead of creosote.
  • galfalfa on July 23, 2006
    (his)
    Penis envy
    Over a
    Wee
    Endowment
    Really, really
    Stuns this
    Lad
    And all
    Vaginas in
    England

    My very first acrostic...ever
  • galfalfa on July 22, 2006
    LMAO you nutcase you I dont think you're quite ready for Hallmark yet though
  • powerslave on July 22, 2006
    (her)
    Gargantuan
    Arse
    Lays
    Femininly
    Across
    Landscapes
    From
    Alberta
    (to Newfoundland)

    Pffft, acrostics, I shit them out
  • faderman1959 on July 22, 2006
    Hey gal! Stopped by to say hi and see how you are doing. Hope all is cool in your world!
  • Jade Darklinmoon on July 22, 2006
    Have a beautiful and spendeferous day sweetie!
  • Silky Origami on July 20, 2006
    I said bend over woman jeez What does a photo-grapher gotta do to get a rise outta poeple eheheheheheiiieieie!! you even wrote a book!! called: "How to please yourself in 5 easy moves" or Masturbating For Dummies " or "The Vagina Whisperer"!!!!!!I'm calling my publisher right now screw pictures I'm gonna do the real thang!!!!!! , and publish me one them there Self Masturbator Books ..Hope nobody takes my pick looks around makes sure ..ok I think I have it all clear.. Whistles while I work dahdahdahdahdahdahdah come on let's start to do your part to whistle while you work

    weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!Gal!!!!
  • galfalfa on July 18, 2006
    LMAO..you nutcase Can't a girl get any privacy around here - sheesh! You've got me all twisted up like some kind of pretzel - i had better not see it being sold on Ebay "How to please yourself in 5 easy moves" or "Masturbating For Dummies " or "The Vagina Whisperer"
  • Silky Origami on July 18, 2006
    stopping into show you some brina cam love, turn please. no no no the other way please , no no no..bend down!! and touch your knees slightly please it will be more dramatic, and will go further in the editing stages ok, now down gal down.. ok right there hold now hold!!!!click click ok all done you can rise to see if this is what you needed
  • eternalpoet on July 18, 2006
    Gaaaaaaaaalllffaaaaaaaaaallfaaaaaaaaaaaa

    *screams your name loudly from a distance.. and runs swiftly towards you drops es and chocos on your page randomly and slows down as he comes near to you*

    *gives you lotsa hugs and kisses*.. and says i missed you so i came here

    runs out and salutes.. !!

    take cares and have a nice time

    - Vic
  • Endeavor on July 17, 2006
    Hi Girl, when U have time allpoetry.com/poem/2129972
  • Gray Haze on July 17, 2006
    Utmost thanks for the comment, and of course many more for the concern ^-^. Poetry is an outlet, and it's where the thoughts I'd never share end up going.
  • xslinkyx on July 16, 2006
    cool stuff made me laugh xxx
  • on July 13, 2006
    thanxs for the comment ^^...it was very encouraging
    later
  • galfalfa on July 12, 2006
    What that picture doesnt show is my see through little valentine hearts matching panties ...with my rubber chicken hanging out from the waistband of course The things i do to that chicken..why it's fowl!!!
  • galfalfa on May 24, 2006
    There once was a fellow named Leo
    Who was born in the States, no not Rio
    Michelle is his friend
    and mine to the end
    Hey,let's have us a threesome ...a trio
    Edited on May 24, 4:28 p.m. because ''.
  • leo2 on May 24, 2006
    There once was a gal who was old fashion
    I can’t be sure what was the attraction
    maybe her body or
    how she played naughty
    My brain just could not make a decision

    This gal made me laugh with her charming wit
    A writer was she with resolute grit
    she penned poetry
    just like it was free
    Could whip a poem in less than a minute

    I still can’t decide what is was exactly
    That had me rapt as matter of factly
    maybe her skin
    or was it her grin
    (Even) The Pope couldn't explain with his didactic

    When my thoughts are confused I walk to pond
    Ponder the clues of this life and beyond
    I think of some things
    and then a bell rings
    Now I knew what it was, she was a blonde

    Respectful yours,
    Frightendove
    ps. Normally I would include the link but...you know how it is.
  • Raazi on May 24, 2006
    Hey, you're a greeter now?
    Congratulations!
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