Are YOU the PLAYER i'm looking for?

[Robinette]

I'm Looking for a player,
Who's smile can light up my world,
Who can make me weak in the knees,
Just by shouting that i'm his opponent...

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

A player that holds me tight,
With his big strong stacks,
Who can always make me right,
When he puts on his charm...

A player who reads my every post,
And knows just how to respond,
Who knows my CC life story,
who'll share my joys, and pains...

I want a player who'll be there,
With no questions in mind,
Who would pick me right up,
when my points fall behind...

A player with patience,
who knows right when to cash,
who shows restraint when the time is not quite right,
yes this is the player to which i delight...

I want a player whose mind is so sharp,
that he makes clever posts day after day,
and with such wit as to really amaze,
such is the player that i want to play,

A player who anticipates my every move,
When i don't even speak,
Who Loves me for my game,
And sees that i'm unique,

So that's the kind of player i am looking for,
how could anyone want anything more?

[Bruceswar]

May I suggest Batmanette

[Mr Changsha]

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

Methinks Robinette hasn't had a meat injection in far too long. That poem just reeks of sexual need. But you are not going to find cock on CC, Robinette. What with us all here being mere cyber manifestations of our truer (incredibly well-hung at least in my case)selves. You've got to get yourself off to the pub if you need some cock, Robinette. Read that poem of yours with a glint in your eye and you'll get laid in no time, which just goes to show Mr C's rules of life number 56: 'A woman can get laid even after reading out a poem based on an online strategy game'. This is 'woman's advantage'. Now if a chap tried to seduce a woman with a short ode to CC's feminine population (excepting the men in skirts which surely make up 87.77% of CC's titty carriers) he can expect public derision, no little humiliation and absolutely no flange. I should know, after I once tried to seduce a woman with these opening lines...

"Robinette, oh robinette
Fucky, sucky, fucky, f*ck.
Clapper oh simple clapper
You are no doubt a slapper."

As you can all see, no more romantic a verse has been written since Shakespeare serenaded a local wench with the line...

"Oh bessy hark at yous tits of glory
glory is mine to splurge them with my salty milk"

...and that didn't work either. Even drunkenly waving my schlong about while shouting "Elephant stampede! Elephant stampede!" didn't turn it around, which just goes to show the power of an unappreciated verse. For the 'elephant trick' never usually fails. Never. You've just got to be able to do justice to the word 'trunk'.

[Agent 86]

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

"Robinette, oh robinette
Fucky, sucky, fucky, f*ck.
Clapper oh simple clapper
You are no doubt a slapper."

As you can all see, no more romantic a verse has been written since Shakespeare serenaded a local wench with the line...

"Oh bessy hark at yous tits of glory
glory is mine to splurge them with my salty milk"

...and that didn't work either. Even drunkenly waving my schlong about while shouting "Elephant stampede! Elephant stampede!" didn't turn it around, which just goes to show the power of an unappreciated verse. For the 'elephant trick' never usually fails. Never. You've just got to be able to do justice to the word 'trunk'.

Mr C, I fell of my chair rolling in laughter..you sure do have a way with words

86

[happy2seeyou]

Mr C can turn anything into a sexual comment. I used to think I had a dirty mind, he is worse than me. I can only imagine what our next annual BpB party is going to be like.

[AAFitz]

Mr C can turn anything into a sexual comment. I used to think I had a dirty mind, he is worse than me. I can only imagine what our next annual BpB party is going to be like.

boring?

[happy2seeyou]

Mr C can turn anything into a sexual comment. I used to think I had a dirty mind, he is worse than me. I can only imagine what our next annual BpB party is going to be like.

boring?

Since when do you only write one word? Who are you and what have you done to him? grrrr

[AAFitz]

Mr C can turn anything into a sexual comment. I used to think I had a dirty mind, he is worse than me. I can only imagine what our next annual BpB party is going to be like.

boring?

Since when do you only write one word? Who are you and what have you done to him? grrrr

now. nothing.

[Ace Rimmer]

Mr C can turn anything into a sexual comment. I used to think I had a dirty mind, he is worse than me. I can only imagine what our next annual BpB party is going to be like.

I have a hunch that the description of the next BpB party will include the word sexy in it...

[clapper011]

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

Methinks Robinette hasn't had a meat injection in far too long. That poem just reeks of sexual need. But you are not going to find cock on CC, Robinette. What with us all here being mere cyber manifestations of our truer (incredibly well-hung at least in my case)selves. You've got to get yourself off to the pub if you need some cock, Robinette. Read that poem of yours with a glint in your eye and you'll get laid in no time, which just goes to show Mr C's rules of life number 56: 'A woman can get laid even after reading out a poem based on an online strategy game'. This is 'woman's advantage'. Now if a chap tried to seduce a woman with a short ode to CC's feminine population (excepting the men in skirts which surely make up 87.77% of CC's titty carriers) he can expect public derision, no little humiliation and absolutely no flange. I should know, after I once tried to seduce a woman with these opening lines...

"Robinette, oh robinette
Fucky, sucky, fucky, f*ck.
Clapper oh simple clapper
You are no doubt a slapper."

As you can all see, no more romantic a verse has been written since Shakespeare serenaded a local wench with the line...

"Oh bessy hark at yous tits of glory
glory is mine to splurge them with my salty milk"

...and that didn't work either. Even drunkenly waving my schlong about while shouting "Elephant stampede! Elephant stampede!" didn't turn it around, which just goes to show the power of an unappreciated verse. For the 'elephant trick' never usually fails. Never. You've just got to be able to do justice to the word 'trunk'.

why must you always include me in everything? lol

[JoshyBoy]

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

Methinks Robinette hasn't had a meat injection in far too long. That poem just reeks of sexual need. But you are not going to find cock on CC, Robinette. What with us all here being mere cyber manifestations of our truer (incredibly well-hung at least in my case)selves. You've got to get yourself off to the pub if you need some cock, Robinette. Read that poem of yours with a glint in your eye and you'll get laid in no time, which just goes to show Mr C's rules of life number 56: 'A woman can get laid even after reading out a poem based on an online strategy game'. This is 'woman's advantage'. Now if a chap tried to seduce a woman with a short ode to CC's feminine population (excepting the men in skirts which surely make up 87.77% of CC's titty carriers) he can expect public derision, no little humiliation and absolutely no flange. I should know, after I once tried to seduce a woman with these opening lines...

"Robinette, oh robinette
Fucky, sucky, fucky, f*ck.
Clapper oh simple clapper
You are no doubt a slapper."

As you can all see, no more romantic a verse has been written since Shakespeare serenaded a local wench with the line...

"Oh bessy hark at yous tits of glory
glory is mine to splurge them with my salty milk"

...and that didn't work either. Even drunkenly waving my schlong about while shouting "Elephant stampede! Elephant stampede!" didn't turn it around, which just goes to show the power of an unappreciated verse. For the 'elephant trick' never usually fails. Never. You've just got to be able to do justice to the word 'trunk'.

[BigBallinStalin]

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

Methinks Robinette hasn't had a meat injection in far too long. That poem just reeks of sexual need. But you are not going to find cock on CC, Robinette. What with us all here being mere cyber manifestations of our truer (incredibly well-hung at least in my case)selves. You've got to get yourself off to the pub if you need some cock, Robinette. Read that poem of yours with a glint in your eye and you'll get laid in no time, which just goes to show Mr C's rules of life number 56: 'A woman can get laid even after reading out a poem based on an online strategy game'. This is 'woman's advantage'. Now if a chap tried to seduce a woman with a short ode to CC's feminine population (excepting the men in skirts which surely make up 87.77% of CC's titty carriers) he can expect public derision, no little humiliation and absolutely no flange. I should know, after I once tried to seduce a woman with these opening lines...

"Robinette, oh robinette
Fucky, sucky, fucky, f*ck.
Clapper oh simple clapper
You are no doubt a slapper."

As you can all see, no more romantic a verse has been written since Shakespeare serenaded a local wench with the line...

"Oh bessy hark at yous tits of glory
glory is mine to splurge them with my salty milk"

...and that didn't work either. Even drunkenly waving my schlong about while shouting "Elephant stampede! Elephant stampede!" didn't turn it around, which just goes to show the power of an unappreciated verse. For the 'elephant trick' never usually fails. Never. You've just got to be able to do justice to the word 'trunk'.

Ah, I've my newly found favorite piece of Skakespeare.

[khazalid]

i can't believe i missed you going public with this. my meisterwerk will have to hang in our little esoteric cave

[Robinette]

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

Methinks Robinette hasn't had a meat injection in far too long. That poem just reeks of sexual need. But you are not going to find cock on CC, Robinette. What with us all here being mere cyber manifestations of our truer (incredibly well-hung at least in my case)selves. You've got to get yourself off to the pub if you need some cock, Robinette. Read that poem of yours with a glint in your eye and you'll get laid in no time, which just goes to show Mr C's rules of life number 56: 'A woman can get laid even after reading out a poem based on an online strategy game'. This is 'woman's advantage'. Now if a chap tried to seduce a woman with a short ode to CC's feminine population (excepting the men in skirts which surely make up 87.77% of CC's titty carriers) he can expect public derision, no little humiliation and absolutely no flange. I should know, after I once tried to seduce a woman with these opening lines...

"Robinette, oh robinette
Fucky, sucky, fucky, f*ck.
Clapper oh simple clapper
You are no doubt a slapper."

As you can all see, no more romantic a verse has been written since Shakespeare serenaded a local wench with the line...

"Oh bessy hark at yous tits of glory
glory is mine to splurge them with my salty milk"

...and that didn't work either. Even drunkenly waving my schlong about while shouting "Elephant stampede! Elephant stampede!" didn't turn it around, which just goes to show the power of an unappreciated verse. For the 'elephant trick' never usually fails. Never. You've just got to be able to do justice to the word 'trunk'.

The US Government funded a study to determine why the head of a mans penis was larger than the shaft...
After 1 year and $180,000 they concluded that the reason the head was larger than the shaft was to give the man more pleasure during sex. After the US published the study, the French decided to conduct their own study. After $350,000 and over 3 years of research, the French concluded that the reason the head was larger than the shaft was to give the woman more pleasure during sex...
Changshan's, unsatisfied with both the findings, conducted their own study, of which our own Mr.C participated...
After just 2 weeks, $76.47 and several cases of cheap beer, they concluded that it was to keep the man's hand from flying off and hitting himself in the forehead...



need i mention that the talents of Mr C are in direct contrast to what i am looking for...

[Army of GOD]

Very funny post Mr. C.

Though you really have to work on your poetry-writing. If I wanted a 3rd grader to write a piece of s***, I would've gone to the local Elementary School.

[THE ARMY]

I read the first few lines and thought i was it, then i got to "knows my CC life story" and don't really care...

but if you want me to penetrate your bonus so you squeal I will gladely do it

[Robinette]

I changed it around a little bit...
so not only does it fully rhyme now,
i also made 2 games in callouts to go with it...
it now serves a dual purpose, can you say wow?





A new player i now seek,
one who is loads of fun,
and makes my knees weak,
Are you that one ?

A player who's eyes are so bright,
and moves are so smooth,
With blocks so right,
I can barely move...

A player who controls the whole board,
With a few stacks in just the right place,
and a strategy that strikes such a chord,
yes this is the player i want to face...

A player with patience to spare,
who shows restraint when the time's not right,
who makes every move with flair,
yes such is the player to which i delight...

I want a player whose mind is so fit,
that always makes such perfect moves each day,
but does so with just the right amount of wit,
yes such is the player i want to play...

A player who anticipates my every move,
and stays ahead of me one step,
a player whose game is ohhh so smooth,
yes this is the player with a great rep,

So that's the kind of player i am looking for,
so come on and play a game with me,
how could you want anything more?
if only you were that player, could it be ?

So if this is you then hesitate not,
of course you'll need something to get in,
the word many will miss is hot,
yes this is for the player who just might win...

[wol-va-rine]

my guess is that Robinette is a dude and is rolling with laughter because as you damn well know that at least 100 CC dorks have read this and sent "her" a "romantic" email...



well done Robinette, well done...

[natty dread]

Yeah, there's no girls on the interwebs, everyone knows that.

[Robinette]

my guess is that Robinette is a dude and is rolling with laughter because as you damn well know that at least 100 CC dorks have read this and sent "her" a "romantic" email...

nope... not even one...
which is good, because i'm married and have 2 daughters...
and i was just being creative... certainly was not looking for any 'romance'

Yeah, there's no girls on the interwebs, everyone knows that.

ohmigod... you mean it's really just sick dirty old men on these sites...

http://barbiegirls.com/homeMtl_b.html

http://pixiehollow.go.com/

http://ty-girlz.ty.com/

http://bellasara.com/index_bs.aspx


lol, i'm sooo glad my girls are past these stages...
the last thing they played on-line was Farmville, but now-a-days, it's only facebook...
well... except for work or school stuff...
They tell me over 1/2 of internet usage now is "social"

Anyway... back on topic...

it's a pretty good poem, yes?