Not Another Nest Thread!!!

[chicago]

You my dear had nothing to do with this one.........

Oh, that's the other thread.


There really are too many NESt threads.

 

[venray]

ROFLMAO! Do I detect a little blondeness under that red mane....

 

[chicago]

ROFLMAO! Do I detect a little blondeness under that red mane....

I haven't been blonde since I was three. And even then, it wasn't very blonde...

 

[terorizer]

Oh NO Y'all Didn't!!

Who could resist???


B efore the onset, hath thy contest been won
R educing would be lers, whether one by one
O r in their preferred method of gang attack
T o scream safewords, with no will to fight back
H ow we've seen them come to make their name
E ven with new blood, the results are the same
R eckless ambitions, acted on without care
H ewn quickly, with plenty effort to spare
O utwit we any sister, each day of the week
O nce sonicares are shown they all turn meek
D ream on they may, Dream on they might, such that their horror end tonight


S illy, dillusional notions of grandeur
I s why you don't realize this war is over
S till trying to compensate for battles lost
T here's just no way to can recoup the cost
E ven when you have bared your best foot out
R eal brothers then made you twist and shout
H ow is it my dears, you've forgetten the score
O h shall I remind you, five always bests four
O nly on this board will this song you sing
D are you in person defy we, who are king?

 

[bratgirl365]

Well come on, Brat!
Toss in your hat.
We've faith in you
and all you do.

The old man's toast,
you love to boast.
So show us now,
that you know how.

Jump in and start
on that old fart.
We all know
you'll do your part.

😛oke3:

Now please excuse me
there's work you see.

Thank you Ann, Your the best,
Now lets put the old man to the test.
Tickle him here, tickle him there,
poke him up, poke him down,
make him smile like a clown.

Daddy, you already know,
but it's time to show.
The sistahood rules and the brotherhood drools.

Now don't be mad and stomp your feet,
the sistahood will defeat.
Bite your lip and don't break your hip.
Just put on your red dress and try to pass
OUR test!

 

[venray]

Thank you Ann, Your the best,
Now lets put the old man to the test.
Tickle him here, tickle him there,
poke him up, poke him down,
make him smile like a clown.

Daddy, you already know,
but it's time to show.
The sistahood rules and the brotherhood drools.

Now don't be mad and stomp your feet,
the sistahood will defeat.
Bite you lip and don't break your hip.
Just put on your red dress and try to pass
OUR test!

Eww.....If that's the best you can do... 😛

Especially after the brilliant post by terorizer...

 

[bratgirl365]

Daddy don't be mad....just be glad.
It's like I said....the sistahood rules and the brotherhood drools....now isn't it time for you to go to bed?

 

[venray]

Lose any bets lately???.........

 

[bratgirl365]

Lose any bets lately???.........

Daddy this is for you and your friend....
He's old too and he will bend!

So see me smile and see me grin,
I never lose I always win!

 

[venray]

Hold that thought til next we meet...
I think we'll play "connect the dots" again.....

 

[bratgirl365]

Hold that thought til next we meet...
I think we'll play "connect the dots" again.....

connect what dots...I have no spots

 

[venray]

connect what dots...I have no spots

Easy to remedy my dear.....
Of that you need not fear...

 

[bratgirl365]

Easy to remedy my dear.....
Of that you need not fear...

fear you say...please...don't make me shed a tear!
it's you my dear who should be in fear, for the sistahood is going to steer

 

[chicago]

Are you frick'n serious?

This rhyming is still going on?

My god. This is definitely less fun and worse torture than tickling.

 

[TklDuo-Ann]

Who could resist???

B efore the onset, hath thy contest been won
R educing would be lers, whether one by one
O r in their preferred method of gang attack
T o scream safewords, with no will to fight back
H ow we've seen them come to make their name
E ven with new blood, the results are the same
R eckless ambitions, acted on without care
H ewn quickly, with plenty effort to spare
O utwit we any sister, each day of the week
O nce sonicares are shown they all turn meek
D ream on they may, Dream on they might, such that their horror end tonight

S illy, dillusional notions of grandeur
I s why you don't realize this war is over
S till trying to compensate for battles lost
T here's just no way to can recoup the cost
E ven when you have bared your best foot out
R eal brothers then made you twist and shout
H ow is it my dears, you've forgetten the score
O h shall I remind you, five always bests four
O nly on this board will this song you sing
D are you in person defy we, who are king?

In turn of phrase, I must admit,
Ter takes the day and shows his wit.
So take your victory while you can.
But that won't end the master plan.

If that's all these men have got,
Why think they that they're so hot?
They fume and fuss and fuss and fume,
thinking they will seal our doom.

So, come on girls and join with me.
The menfolk soon their doom will see.
We will survive and conquer all.
Then it's the guys turn to fall.

Ann

 

[TklDuo-Ann]

Are you frick'n serious?

This rhyming is still going on?

My god. This is definitely less fun and worse torture than tickling.

Oh, come on now, my dear Gigs.
Lest old men the threat renigs.
Have some fun and loosen up.
Did you lose your sippy cup?

Sorry! Had to do it! lol 😛

Ann

 

[bratgirl365]

Are you frick'n serious?

This rhyming is still going on?

My god. This is definitely less fun and worse torture than tickling.

Oh come on Giggle give us a jingle!

 

[RChello]

ok my turn...

Oh come on Giggle give us a jingle!

there once was a girl from Nantucket... better stop right there, or put this in the adult forums
🙂

 

[bratgirl365]

there once was a girl from Nantucket... better stop right there, or put this in the adult forums
🙂

There once was a boy, who tried to be coy.
His name is RChello, he is a sweet fellow.
I told him not to fear, and I signed his foot,
THE BRAT WAS HERE!

 

[QBWeaver]

You see my gents, there was a plan
To mess with the minds of every man
Make them believe that they had won
with a twinkle in our eyes when you were done

The ladies prevailed as we knew we would
to let you win just as it should
To watch you brag as you strut your stuff
while we relaxed though we are tough

Rubbing the backs, and necks, and feet
We laid back, it was oh so sweet
the game we gave up, we failed, we lost
but oh at such a sweet, sweet cost

We had you all right where you belong
We asked for care of our toes so long
We asked for back rubs and neck rubs and such
and readily you rubbed and massaged so much

So while you prevailed at the game of Distraction
The Sisterhood won with our own attraction
Of tootsies and toe rings and color divine
Of soft soles and pedicures and feet looking fine

So you see gents we won of our own devices
As we wiggled our toes to tease your own vices
You pampered us royally it was Oh so sweet
To allow you to win Won us our special Treat!



SO THERE! Neener, Neener, Neener!
All Hail the Sisterhood!

 

[alchemy]

You see my gents, there was a plan
To mess with the minds of every man
Make them believe that they had won
with a twinkle in our eyes when you were done

The ladies prevailed as we knew we would
to let you win just as it should
To watch you brag as you strut your stuff
while we relaxed though we are tough

Rubbing the backs, and necks, and feet
We laid back, it was oh so sweet
the game we gave up, we failed, we lost
but oh at such a sweet, sweet cost

We had you all right where you belong
We asked for care of our toes so long
We asked for back rubs and neck rubs and such
and readily you rubbed and massaged so much

So while you prevailed at the game of Distraction
The Sisterhood won with our own attraction
Of tootsies and toe rings and color divine
Of soft soles and pedicures and feet looking fine

So you see gents we won of our own devices
As we wiggled our toes to tease your own vices
You pampered us royally it was Oh so sweet
To allow you to win Won us our special Treat!



SO THERE! Neener, Neener, Neener!
All Hail the Sisterhood!

I don't mean to intervene,
But I must join into this rhyming scheme.
You seem my dears, there is no debate
That all of your tomfoolery is simply too little too late

How easy it is to feign a scheme
When you are a part of the losing team
To say your defeat was a means to an end
So that later all of our services we would lend

Tis true, we pampered and rubbed and lavished our affection
So that you might not feel so horrible a dejection
But in truth, my dears, t'was for selfish aim
For if we had lost we'd have done the same

The Brotherhood won (as we predicted)
Does no good now to be conflicted
About the manner in which the win took place
You lost my dears. I rest my case.

😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛 😛

 

[venray]

You see my gents, there was a plan
To mess with the minds of every man
Make them believe that they had won
with a twinkle in our eyes when you were done


The ladies prevailed as we knew we would
to let you win just as it should
To watch you brag as you strut your stuff
while we relaxed though we are tough

Rubbing the backs, and necks, and feet
We laid back, it was oh so sweet
the game we gave up, we failed, we lost
but oh at such a sweet, sweet cost

We had you all right where you belong
We asked for care of our toes so long
We asked for back rubs and neck rubs and such
and readily you rubbed and massaged so much

So while you prevailed at the game of Distraction
The Sisterhood won with our own attraction
Of tootsies and toe rings and color divine
Of soft soles and pedicures and feet looking fine

So you see gents we won of our own devices
As we wiggled our toes to tease your own vices
You pampered us royally it was Oh so sweet
To allow you to win Won us our special Treat!



SO THERE! Neener, Neener, Neener!
All Hail the Sisterhood!

Ah but the twinkle is in our eye
Because we finished in a tie
No more than cows drink their own milk
Is there a color known as silk.....

The brothers saw right through your plan
And decided right down to a man
To behave as we were expected to
So neener neener back at you....

Long live the Brotherhood....

 

[TklDuo-Ann]

"The Brotherhood!" they all yell.
They think that they are so swell.
'Tis the Sisterhood that rules the day.
Stick around. We'll show the way.

The reason they are so tough,
is that they run when the going's rough.
They say to us, "I am no lee."
They're all chicken-shit, you see.

Yes, it seems that these poor lads
all were born with no gonads.
The stand so tall while side by side.
But when alone they run and hide.

Don't worry guys. We love you still.
We know defeat's a bitter pill.
But learn from us and you will see.
No need to "win" for victory!

Ann
(I'd do more. But, I probably just got myself into enough trouble. lol The things that run through my mid while I garden! )

 

[LeeAllure]

If only...

The boys were as good at tickling, as they are at talking.

Lee *g*

 

[alchemy]

"The Brotherhood!" they all yell.
They think that they are so swell.
'Tis the Sisterhood that rules the day.
Stick around. We'll show the way.

The reason they are so tough,
is that they run when the going's rough.
They say to us, "I am no lee."
They're all chicken-shit, you see.

Yes, it seems that these poor lads
all were born with no gonads.
The stand so tall while side by side.
But when alone they run and hide.

Don't worry guys. We love you still.
We know defeat's a bitter pill.
But learn from us and you will see.
No need to "win" for victory!

Ann
(I'd do more. But, I probably just got myself into enough trouble. lol The things that run through my mid while I garden! )

My my my...isn't it bizarre
How words get tougher when distances are far.
How brave and mighty come the words they preach
When they are safely hidden well out of reach

Perhaps they were at a different event
I'd say their lack of memory seems quite evident
They they, like all who fail, remember only what they wish
So their defeat wont be so cold a dish

To run and hide...I scoff at such!
(Remember lads)
Such words are only worth as much
As the conviction of those that talk.
They were beaten..and still they mock.

They, in turn, should learn from their loss
And yet, they deny it..but at what cost?
For a time will come when they will think of such
When they are upon a cross...with no sisterhood hand to use as a crutch!


😛 😛oke3: 😛