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Maybe this is childish and stupid but im pretty sure it'll boost forum morale... things are looking bleek today. So here goes 5 word story. ?

Once there was a little...
    It's like a cold rainy day on the forum today. Where is everyone ???
      Gray wrote: Once there was a little...
      boy from Cape Town South...
        Spyke wrote:
        Gray wrote: Once there was a little...
        boy from Cape Town South...
        who enjoyed touching his girlfriends
          This has the potential to degenerate rapidly. If you really must, try these on for size:

          POLKA DOT UNDIES
          Bowser & Blue
          (In a Dylan "Highway 61" style)

          Well, I went for a drive in my pickup truck.
          I picked up my girl, 'cause I wanted to
          Show her my gloves, 'cause she had on her mitts,
          And I blushed brightly when she showed me her
          Perfume that she buys whenever Avon calls,
          So I took off my pants, and I showed her my
          Polka-dot undies!
          My polka-dot undies!

          Yeah, my polka-dot undies from Miracle Mart.
          I said, "Look, be careful, I think I'm gonna
          Turn a sharp corner, and go up on the grass."
          She leaned out the window, and I thought I saw her
          Pointing to something that flashed by real quick.
          She said, "Hey, look at that! It looks just like your
          Polka-dot undies!"
          Polka-dot undies!

          Yeah, my polka-dot undies that I wear back-to-front.
          She smiled and she said, "Have you seen my
          Brother's new car? The one that he stole?"
          Then she asked me to look up her
          Whole damn family, and I went into shock
          When I found out it was her sister who really liked
          Polka-dot undies!
          Polka-dot undies!
          Yeah!

          (instrumental)

          Well, I took her out to dinner, but on one thing she was firm:
          She'd swallow almost anything, except for
          Stories that her brother didn't like birds,
          But hung around leather bars, and liked to eat
          Fish and chips, and he still sucked his thumb.
          I said, "I don't mind!" And she kissed me on my
          Polka-dot undies!
          My polka-dot undies!

          I kissed her softly, and I said, "I'll tell you what.
          Let's roll up the windows, and I'll eat your
          Last bar of chocolate - the one that's in the parcel."
          She said, "No, no, no", and she called me a
          Taxi. And I said, "I beg your pardon!
          But get me home real fast before I lose my
          Polka-dot undies!"
          Polka-dot undies!

          The moral of this story, like a jewel it is gleamin'.
          But you'll never find it in a glass of warm
          Milk or tea, 'cause it will not fit,
          And you probably already think I am full of
          Vague innuendos and double-meanin' rhymes.
          But I'll tell you that obscenity is all in your
          Polka-dot undies!
          Your polka-dot undies!
          Yeah, your edible undies!
          Your polka-dot undies!
          Yeah!
            7 days later
            Huh did i miss something here?
              While they were driving fast...
                He turned on the radio...
                  and Van was blasting away..
                    into the seamingly endless viod..
                      ..until one strormy night jimi hendrix appeared to me and said...
                        "emphasis on fiths my boy"...
                          "...and excuse me, while i kiss the sky" ?
                            Awesome Allan!!! Yours is hilarious.Why did no one get it? The word that rimes is at the previos sentences end (its actually kinda dirty).Maybe I am just freaking out because im high ?.I will read it again tommorow.
                              Well, I can't claim ownership. But yes, it's very clever. Just pause at the end of each line and your mind fills in the next word.

                              To cap it off, the last verse spells it all out:
                              And you probably already think I am full of
                              Vague innuendos and double-meanin' rhymes.
                              But I'll tell you that obscenity is all in your
                              Polka-dot undies!


                              Here it is: http://ratcliffe.co.za/sundry/Polka_Dot_Undies.mp3
                              If you know Dylan, you'll appreciate how they nail his style.
                                8 days later
                                I propose something new... a 5 note story ?

                                Maybe using a backing track or something, we let each person contribute 5 notes in succession till we have a killer solo.

                                Ideas on how to do this? I can provide upload space. We should probably set a standard like, backing track on one channel, notes on a separate one, so the person sticking it all together can have an easier time?

                                Good idea?
                                  Ooh ooh... my idea just got better.

                                  We work with Guitar Pro 5 and add the notes in like that. That should make it easier to put together and then someone plays the whole thing for us?

                                  Could be AWESOME fun!
                                    Brillaint idea in theory but theory is a treacherous thing.

                                    I think it'll rock even if it comes out a mess. ?

                                    I say we try.
                                      If we are going to write the solo on GP5 how wil we get an backtrack ? Or should we submit a riff to solo over and then whe dicide wich one is best to solo over