We've been discussing the origins of the names of the months and the days.


Some debate has occured, which I'm sure will be settled shortly. In the interests of never actually getting the point of a discussion, I instead decided to just write some crap poetry about it.

Monday's child is full of pish,
Tuesday's child smells of fish,
Wednesday's child is full of shit,
Thursday's child has a big fat clit,
Friday's child is really thick,
Saturday's child takes the dick,
But the child that works hard on the Sabbath Day,
is funny and thoughtful, yeah, they're gay.

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