Rhymin' Wreckers

What if cakes were the last lines in really bad poems?

Come, my friends. LET US DREAM TOGETHER.

Work anniversary
Head of the class
A lousy coffee cup??

You'll get no bars here
No cells in this park
So let's give a cheer:

Not sure how it works -
The questions are numerous
Still, hooray for you!

Like, this is totes "no"
ROTFL 4ever
ANYway, so,

Beard scruff and muscles
Scratchin' all day
Something that rhymes with muscles

With age comes wisdom
If I may be so bold
To the smartest friend I know:

I'm hip and I'm fly
All the bros know me
Ladies, I go by

Thanks to Anony M., Sarah S., Derek, Anony M., Melissa H., Karen T., & Hannah D. for helping us celebrate Bad Poetry Day without even knowing it.

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

Anything You Can Wreck, I Can Wreck Better

Brittany G. writes,

"A friend got a promotion a while back, so his team ordered a cake and asked the baker to draw a ladder with a stick figure climbing it, which said 'Moving On Up.'"

Instead, they got this:

"One Wreck El Grande for... Brick Bee? Is there a 'brick bee' here?"*

Part of me reeeeally wishes there were little lattes drawn on the side. Also, gotta love that "one two punch" of a color combo, am I right? SO APPETIZING.

*That joke was for you, Alice.

And please tell Phteven we said hello.

But wait, there's more!

The team was so inspired that they decided to make their own homage - and it. is. perfect.

[stick figure applauding]

Thanks to Brittany G. & Kate S. for the Java errors.

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