An experiment

As a result of the debickering going on in The Garden, I’ve had a go at winfling some of Marc‘s posts. (Well, I say I had a go, I mainly looked at them and went “That’s a pretty cool picture of Bender”, but that’s not important in the here and now, is it? Or is it? Do you know, for I certainly don’t.)

Where was I?

Oh yes. Having had a good winfle, I thought I could give this whole StrayToastering thing a go. As we all know (or, more accurately, as was decided in the Garden’s comments earlier, but I’m not one to pick nits), there is actually a verb “To StrayToaster”:”As mentioned here(But is the capitalisation important, or is it all the same done in lower case?)”:http://nellysgarden.blogspot.com/2005/10/lurgied-and-narked_06.html#112868917654751202 . (I had a definition, but it was expanded upon by another, one who is more qualified to define, what with the verb being stolen from him inspired by him.)

The definition is:

StrayToaster: verb To roam around the point, in a Whimsical, nasty, and rambling fashion. And plenty of parenthesised statements (to aid with the ramblingness, of course.)

So, I’ve tried the winfling, and a little of the debickering. So I thought I’d have a go at the StrayToastering. Damn. That’s actually stating the point, which is probably against the spirit of the style. Actually, on closer inspection, it’s against the letter of the law as well as the spirit. Ho hum. Hang on, do you think that someone who works with a lot of IP stuff would mind at the stealing of his style? Better stop this before he notices. Just one last thing to be added to complete the post, methinks.

I’m the trouble starter, punking instigator.
I’m the fear addicted, danger illustrated.
I’m a firestarter, twisted firestarter,
you’re the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
I’m the bitch you hated, filth infatuated.
Yeah, I’m the pain you tasted, fell intoxicated
I’m a firestarter, twisted firestarter,
you’re the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
I’m the self-inflicted, punk detonator.
Yeah, I’m the one invented, twisted animator.
I’m a firestarter, twisted firestarter,
you’re the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
starter… starter… starter…

0 thoughts on “An experiment

  1. *sniff* Makes me proud. That or the scene where lightning rages and I look, wild-eyed up at the camera in the ceiling crying ‘Dear God, what have I done? WHAT. HAVE. I. DONE?!’

    But cheers, dude, I liked.

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