$50 SURPRISE Contest....

[BlibbityBlabbity]

mmmmmmmm

I am sooooo tempted to delete one of those duplicate posts you just made

[jimmym]

lol rofl miss timed lol

[Talking Poker]

Why? You made the 50th REPLY!

[BlibbityBlabbity]

lol

[Talking Poker]

Not that that means anything, of course.

But typically, I frown upon duplicate posts and posts padding. FYI.

[BlibbityBlabbity]

I actually have a pretty good guess as to what this is....(could be completely wrong though)... If I am right then one person on the site currently has a better chance to win then everyone else that is currently online.

[jimmym]

Any1 got any glasses, as we have a blind man in the forum,,,,,

[BrianSwa]

you are correct way over my head.

[jimmym]

As for jimmy's theory that went over Brian's head..... it is an interesting one, that's for sure. I will neither confirm nor deny it. I guess only time will tell. Said Columbo



you are correct way over my head. said Brian ,looking above his head at what looked like a mist.

Am scared and leaving to live in LA, brian said to himself, Ohhhhhhhh how different this would be if that TP would just give Jimmym that 50,,DAMN YOU TP,,,,DAMN YOU....Brian said running away

[BrianSwa]

Im almost willing to give you $50 myself just to shut you the hell up.

[Favre[4]]

I dont like these games i never win these.

[rookette22]

YES YES YES!

Kewlest forum on the net...."Forget the Rest; Stick with the Best!" <<-- kewl motto don't you think? Is that worth 50 bucks to you lmao weeeeeeee you're driving us crazy TP! lol

[Zybomb]

Am I that member by any chance?

[rookette22]

Yeah Hawt; I think you won this contest hands down. Makes the most sense.
Congrats!

[Nikita]

Jimmym you are one strange man. And your posts are going over my head too! I have no idea what you're talking about, but it's absolutely hilarious nonetheless.

[Windbreaker]

Looks like Santa Clause came early this year for someone. Merry Christmas =P

[Talking Poker]

Not yet, he didn't.

And quite frankly, with the progress you guys are making so far, it might not even be an EARLY Christmas gift for the lucky member!!! hehe... just kidding. It will be.

Or will it?

[helmuths henchman]

I know what it is. Actually I have 2 guesses. 1) TP is a Bears fan and is really excited about Da Bears. or 2) He's tired of seeing my name with only 2 posts so he will do anything in order to get me posting instead of just reading. Am I right??? (ps name-howru8888)

[jimmym]

The Forum - a poem by Jimmym








The Forum
Jimmym

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost talkingpoker
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named TP
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;
This it is, and nothing more,"

Presently my heart grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you" -- here I opened wide the door;
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "TP!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word "TP!"
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;
'Tis the wind and nothing more!"

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Forum of the saintly days of yore and pokor.
Not the least obeisance made he; not an instant stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony avatar beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient TP wandering from the Nightly shore
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Forum, "$50 ."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing TP above his chamber door
Forum Boss or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "$50 ."

But the Forum, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered not a feather then he fluttered
Till I scarcely more than muttered "Other friends have flown before
On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the Forum said, "$50 ."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "$50" that TP $50 nevermore.

But the Forum still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of Forum and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous Forum of yore
What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous Forum Master TP of yore
Meant in croaking "$50."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the Poker player whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet violet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from the memories of TP!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost TP!"
Quoth the Forum leader, "$50" .

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! prophet still, if forum member or devil!
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted
On this home by Horror haunted tell me truly, I implore
Is there is there balm in Gilead? tell me tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Forum, "$50."

"Prophet!' said I, "thing of evil! prophet still, if Forum Member or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us by that God we both adore
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named TP
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named TP?"
Quoth the Forum Leader, "$50." no more.

"Be that word our sign of parting, member or fiend!" I shrieked upstarting
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Forum, "$50."

And the Forum, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And TPs eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted nevermore shall I win $50 nevermore.

The Forum
Jimmym





The Forum - a poem by jimmym



Jimmym
(1809 - 2005) British Poet, Author
A poem can stir all of the senses, and the subject matter of a poem can range from being funny to being sad. We hope that you liked this poem and the sentiments in the words of The Forum by Jimmym, it is about a man torture through bullying from members of a poker forum and how the forum leader "TP" used money to drive the members crazy........ALL OF THEM!!!

[Hawt]

Nice poem Jimmy, your style really reminds me of this other author, I think his name was Poe or something.

[BrianSwa]

might be spelling this wrong.....Edgar Allen Poe

[jimmym]

See ,,what I mean

You lot are always looking for faults,,,,,I wrote the poem called the forum, as I know to win $50 TP is looking for a masterpiece to quote whilst he is playing WSOP 2006.

BY THE WAY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU TP.

[BrianSwa]

Faults in what Jimmy wrote........NEVER!!!!

[Talking Poker]

"That's one of my favorite poems of all time...." Quoth the TP.

And I love Blibbity's comment flying right over Brian's head, yet again... He's a lost sheep in this thread, I tells ya!

[Penguinfan]

Do I get anything for guessing what the contest is, becasue I think I know.