Tonsil Boy

Hi Everyone, So many people, so many things happening in mine and my family's lives. This is to help keep everyone updated on my journey through tonsil cancer. Please excuse poor grammer and spelling. (Weasle has already corrected my grammer twice).Please pass along this site to our friends. Click on "COMMENTS" to read them or to leave a comment.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

LIMERICK Section

PappaNuzz put the limerick challenge out there a few days ago. I have had some excellent responses. Below I listed the ones received under comments in other sections. In the future leave limericks under the comments in this section. That way they will all be in the same section for your vewing pleasure. Please watch the language in that little people are reading these. Please sign your limericks!!! We want you to get credit for a job well done.

..."There once was a boy with a monkey...Jewish by birth,not a honkey...he likes to hunt deer and drink lots of beer...he starred in a film with a donkey" PappaNuzz

.... That boy, his monkey's name was Ollie....ran back and forth in his cage, so jolly...You can still hear that shout, "I'LL NEVER LET YOU OUT"....'cause Ollie bit him and made the boy pout. Chris

...I remember my first trip to C.P...to a party somewhere they called P.G...there was lots of booze...I had the wrong shoes...I spent the whole night on my hiney. PappaNuzz

...There once was a man from Glen Arm...seemed always lived a life of charm....till cancer did struck him...but he didn't let it _ _ _ _ him....we pray that he comes to no harm..... PappaNuzz

....There once was a boy named Randy
Whose tonsils became small and sandy
During the day he sleeps
While the nurse peeps
At the meatsickle which is still dandy... Unknown Author

Purple Pizza
Kinda Neat-sa
Tasty Treat-sa
Makes you pee-sa ... LG

There once was a man from Prince Georges
Who married a Wease who was quite gorgeous.
No way cancer will stop him
With Bone Bus karma behind him
So by New Years that boy will be stumpendous... EAP (Edger Allan Poe)

The rest of the limericks should be found under comments in this section.

35 Comments:

At 9:32 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey TB,
MMan didn't write my limerick, I did...
Guess who???

 
At 1:05 PM, Anonymous octim said...

Dear Randy, Your site is great and inspirational. Our prayers and best wishes to you for a speedy recovery.

 
At 3:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There once was a "Fine" family of five,
Who pulled together to survive,
With help from God above,
Lots of courage and love,
They will beat the cancer and thrive!

SN

 
At 8:32 PM, Anonymous fishboy said...

That uncle of mine,
He takes me fishing in Sea Isle,
On the beach by nine,
He sipps Capt.Mo and life is just "Fine"!

fishboy

 
At 8:10 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There is a man named Randy,
Who is always considered quite handy,

We know he won’t fail,
enjoys a good time on the trail,
and soon will be healthy and hale,

 
At 8:57 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now Laura's the boss, you can't fool her...and Kim is the "mealtime" ruler...the Fines will sure dine...with red or white wine...depending on what's in the cooler..

 
At 11:32 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There once was a boy named TB...whose wife Weasle liked Bobby McGee...TB said with a grin, "I'm better than him"..."that boy Bobby is really a she"!

Chris

 
At 11:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

He started treatment with some aprehension...but with prayergivers too many to mention...Big "C" has no chance...get ready to dance...details to follow, PAY ATTENTION...

 
At 12:43 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

TB, remember Nuzz's trip to PG?...Three kegs in the basement there'd be...With "Vous-goo" door-to-door, you just had to adore...Nuzz's beer mug with each fall slamming floor!

Chris

 
At 5:03 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am not a poet and I know it Just get better soon and I will meet you in the infeild Be There or be Square.
MR MIKE

 
At 5:46 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There once was TB from PG
Who came down with the big C
He can't talk or swallow
Eats dinner from the bottle
And in three weeks will be cancer free.
BC

 
At 12:29 PM, Blogger papanuzz said...

There once was a Huntsa named Klaggen...who hitched a Shiksa named Wease to his wagon...its been quite a ride...for Hunts and his bride...Three beautiful kids they be braggin'

 
At 9:42 AM, Blogger papanuzz said...

His battle with cancer,he's winning...our T.B. is definitely thinning...optimistically cautious...consistently nauseous...he looks forward to a new "C" free beginning...

 
At 10:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

To all our cyberfriends, I got somethin' to say...if you haven't yet,please join in the fray...and for those who get skiddish...when I rhyme in Yiddish...all I can say is OY VAY...
maybe BC..maybe Chris..maybe LG..

 
At 12:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bone Bus was its name, said TB.....made a place in the back you could pee.....keg cooler and shelves, bungied seats and cleaning elves....was hard to drive 'cause we couldn't hardly see!

Chris

 
At 3:03 PM, Anonymous michael said...

Dad, I know it hasn't been fun,
But in strength, you're my number one,
You're gonna get through this,
We all know you can do this,
When it's done, we can buy a new gun.

 
At 9:22 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

My uncle Randy has cancer...
They say chemo and radiation are the answer...
But before he gets well...
He must go thru hell...
My girlfriend's a small Irish dancer...

Who am I?

 
At 9:34 AM, Blogger papanuzz said...

Uncle T.B.>>>
Kick the big "C">>>
Want you healthy>>>
Got a b.f. named Tim-my>>>
Can you guess me?

 
At 10:59 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Uncle Randy, I know you're a fighter...
Haven't seen you, but I hear you're much lighter...
Big "C" has you draggin'...
Let aunt Wease pull your wagon...
I've been known to be friends with a Spider...

Guess who's sendin' this lovin'?

 
At 11:01 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Haven't heard from TB for a while...
Please know that you make us all smile...
Even though you are hurt'n...
we love you for certain...
as we travel with you through this trial...

Chris

 
At 10:02 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There is a man from Glen Arm
who dreams of a meatball parm.
The thought makes him gag
as though choking on a rag.
"I can't taste it!" he proclaims, "this is bulls--t!"
But wait, he has the support of family and friends, and with that, we wish him a happy and HEALTHY holiday!!

Alan

 
At 6:20 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

TB's tonsils were swollen and fuzzy
"Life not fair "to Weasle said he
I feeling quite sick
And I can't speak a lick
And I STILL have to put up with NUZZI
VM

 
At 9:16 AM, Blogger papanuzz said...

I overheard Weasle and Michael braggin'...
about the progress of our beloved Huntsa Klaggen...
With exercises to do...let's force him, but who?...
You see, nobody likes naggin' a Klaggen...

 
At 9:40 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

From cyberland to T.B. this holler...
We don't want you to get hot under the collar...
But each time you tries...to do your exercise...
CYBERLAND'S GONNA GIVE YOU A DOLLAR...

 
At 4:50 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There once was a man named Mr. Randy,
He always was very dandy,
Until his tonsils got very sick
so we wrote this get well limerick
it is sad for a while he won't be very handy!

Love, Christian

 
At 5:56 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The group went to U of M for kicks
Began as a crew of 4 maybe 6
Met at the south hill dining hall
Bolted to the vous for last call
Returned to PG for a “Jack” fix

- Author Unknown

 
At 10:44 PM, Blogger papanuzz said...

He went to Stowe on a mission...
A hotsy named Wease was his ambition...
He left kinda chunky...came back kinda hunky...
He charmed Weasle into submission...

 
At 1:59 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Randy once said:

"To the Preakness,let's go on bone bus!"...
"Climb aboard, it ain't no big fuss"....
Coolers and kegs, chicken and Jack...
And a bathroom of cardboard that saved us!

Chris

 
At 6:04 PM, Blogger papanuzz said...

I remember that Preakness that was a doozy...
rolling one keg on the handtruck..maybe two-zy...
the weather got sloppy...we all got sloppy-droppy...
we carried the empties back..the handtruck was for SUZY...

 
At 1:46 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

There once was a boy from PG...
He now claims the name of TB...
He'd strap on K2's, load his pockets with booze...
Then down Wisp mountain to ski.

Sometimes there would be just two runs...
Then to the bus roof for some sun...
Yes, those were the days, spent in a haze...
catching rays on that roof with some rum.

Chris

 
At 10:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The tonsils were planning a coup
With their new boss "the Big C" too
To take Randy down
and make everyone frown
But with some help we know he'll pull through!

"The Big C" is going away,
and Randy is here to stay,
though he has lost some weight,
and isn't feeling so great,
he'll be fine again one day.

Love, Kenny

 
At 8:37 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bone bus crew headed to the Jersey shore
For sun, sand and horseshoes galore
To Terrace Tavern they went
All their money they spent
As John poured schnapps, kamikazes and much more!

Author Unknown

 
At 6:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I remember well the "Boys" of PG
Who lived across floors one, two, and three
When the "Hens" were around
There was one he!! of a sound
And the "Boys" were happy as could be!

Author Unknown

 
At 7:15 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

On Dec. 10 Randy finally went home
To the family and yard where deer often roam
TB was much lighter in weight
Had a renewed step in his gait
Since he still had a head of hair he could comb

Welcome home Randy/TB........

Author Unknown

 
At 7:33 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is my holiday limerick
My wish is that the treatment did the trick.
This website I'll follow
As you learn again to swallow,
Happy Chanakuh(sp?)and good visit from St. Nick

Suzy Newsie

 

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