[kittygilchrist]

ha! good one, PL! what kind of soup was it?

[Taltarzac725]

Originally Posted by Villages PL

A hungry Villager decided to go to Johnny Rocket for lunch. He asked the waiter what the soup-of-the-day was. She said, "we have a brand new offering called River-soup". He said, "Oh, that sounds interesting, I think I'll give it a try. So she brought him a bowl of this soup. When he looked at it, he scratched his head trying to figure out what kind of soup it was. And as he did that a strand of his hair fell into the soup.

When he discovered the hair, not realizing it was his own, he called the waitress to complain. She came over to look and saw a brown hair. She said, "no one here has brown hair but you. That's your own hair!"

She then asked him to stand up, at which time she gave him a wedgie and sent him on his way.

I like it.



The words from the Jumble answer section for Saturday (Friday's words) were:

Arose.
Howdy.
Yellow.
Poetic.

[Taltarzac725]

There arose quite a commotion when Blackbeard sought new recruits for his pirate crew. The townsfolk welcomed with a howdy the pirate crew and their business, of course, but the plantation owners were scared --"yellow" claimed Blackbeard-- that some of the slaves might take off and join the pirates on their ship. It was only poetic justice that some did; as Blackbeard wanted to face Lawrence Prince and his slaver Sultana again once they had restocked with supplies and men.

[kittygilchrist]

There was grand dragon of YELLOW
who fancied himself a sweet fellow.
He AROSE and said "HOWDY"
to POETIC dowdies,
who bowed before Sir Mellow Jello.

[Taltarzac725]

Jumble - Houston Chronicle

Saturday's answers from the Jumble. (Not out, though, officially in The Villages Daily Sun until Monday).

Basis.
Print.
Absurd.
Socket.

[Taltarzac725]

Blackbeard and his crew as well as many inhabitants of the New World in 1717 were deeply superstitous. The basis for much of their beliefs came not from religious tracts in print like The Bible and The Koran but from day-to-day religious practices brought by immigrant peoples since most people could not read. What they believed was far from what they could see out of their left or right eye socket. They even held what many in the 21st Century would see as the absurd belief that demons and witches walked among them. The 1692 sinking of Port Royal (a pirate Capital in Jamaica in the Seventeenth Century) many saw as the Wrath of God for the sins committed by many pirates against the Catholic Church and Spain's Empire.

[kittygilchrist]

On the BASIS of the court's slow docket,
A crime sprees' a way one can mock it.
Buy a gun then unlock it and cock it,
and let bullets fly like a rocket.
Clean the barrel so rust doesn't pock it.
Take the gun to the pawn store and hock it,
then carefully launder your pocket.
It's ABSURD to PRINT poems rhyming SOCKET,
But if you haven't tried it, don't knock it!

[Taltarzac725]

Jumble - Houston Chronicle Monday's Jumble. Will have to wait for answers to today's until tomorrow.

Sunday's Jumble answers provided by The Villages Daily Sun were:

Joker.
Infect.
Limpid.
Troth.

[Taltarzac725]

Blackbeard had another reason to hate "Black Sam" Bellamy-- this was Bellamy's troth love towards Maria Hallett. A love that was limpid the closer Bellamy got to his beloved Hallett; which got more and more opaque the farther they were apart. Blackbeard and "Black Sam" Bellamy had often frequented the bordellos of pirate enclaves throughout the Caribbean when both were crewmates of Captain Benjamin Hornigold on the Mary Anne. Blackbeard heard from some joker or another that Bellamy still showed up at the whorehouses of the Caribbean. So far, troth love had never had a chance to infect Blackbeard's heart; something he felt great jealousy towards "Black Sam"s feelings if not actions towards the woman many would later call "The Witch of Wellfleet".

[kittygilchrist]

This is for the Gainesville Sun Sunday jumble:

The short round Frenchman spoke to the horseman in a thick ACCENT,
"Doctor say I morbeedly obese so I want horse to eggsersize myself
UNLESS my PLIGHT be SORROW."
A DAPPLEd mare allowed the man to heave his largess onto her
from a ladder, but this portly fool was more than she could bear.
She cantered SMOOTHly a few paces, then lurched with her head down.
Tumbling to the ground, the Frenchman heard a mocking whinny from the horse,
"How ees zat for eggsersize, Meester Humpity Dumpity?"

[Taltarzac725]

Witches played a big role in lives of many pirates of the Caribbean. Rather than drowning their sorrow in rum; they could buy trinkets and spells to capture their Fortunes off of merchant ships. They could relieve their plight by cursing their enemies with entreaties that they become infected with the dapple appearance of various diseases like Smallpox; while keeping their own smooth facades. The witches' accent on their lives was remarkable. A fact that will become clear in this story unless you already know the sad fates of "Black Sam" Bellamy and his lady love Maria Hallett. http://blog.hmns.org/tag/maria-hallett/

[Taltarzac725]

Originally Posted by kittygilchrist

This is for the Gainesville Sun Sunday jumble:

The short round Frenchman spoke to the horseman in a thick ACCENT,
"Doctor say I morbeedly obese so I want horse to eggsersize myself
UNLESS my PLIGHT be SORROW."
A DAPPLEd mare allowed the man to heave his largess onto her
from a ladder, but this portly fool was more than she could bear.
She cantered SMOOTHly a few paces, then lurched with her head down.
Tumbling to the ground, the Frenchman heard a mocking whinny from the horse,
"How ees zat for eggsersize, Meester Humpity Dumpity?"

I like these poems of yours.

[Villages PL]

Originally Posted by kittygilchrist

ha! good one, PL! what kind of soup was it?

I don't know. It might have contained live tadpoles.

[kittygilchrist]

I've had that! Cold Amphibious Gel!!

Originally Posted by Villages PL

I don't know. It might have contained live tadpoles.

[Villages PL]

Originally Posted by Taltarzac725

I like it.



The words from the Jumble answer section for Saturday (Friday's words) were:

Arose.
Howdy.
Yellow.
Poetic.

Thanks, I wish I could keep it up but I think I'm having writer's block.
I went to the well too many times and now the well is dry. Maybe tomorrow.