an ode to Alex “The Terminator” Taylor, quiz master extraordinaire

an ode to Alex “The Terminator” Taylor, quiz master extraordinaire

6 months ago to this very day
t’was the time Mr Taylor last had his way
sick of dry spells and drought, he started to doubt,
if ever again he would get his knob out!

“Wait!” said the brick!
“Don’t retire your dick!”
I have a plan so cunning it would make a fox sick!

Your body is awesome, your face, it’s divine
What the ladies don’t see is your incredible mind!
Here is my plan, an awesome idea
We’ll have a quiz night, I’ll pay you in beer!

“Free beer you say!” a change of his luck
secretly thinking “ I could get a ..... lady companion

and so it began, the trivia night
and many fine ladies did Alex invite.
It started off well, the girls were impressed
While Alex was thinking he’d get ‘em undressed

But alas, there’s a catch- the curse for free beer!
For when alex is drinking, the ladies steer clear
But don’t get us wrong folks, he sometimes does well,
A number of ladies hath succumb to his spell

But it always comes down to that fatal decision,
“just one more beer, to help my precision”
“shot’s, terminators, PBR, ale, they must be the reason that I always fail?”

the madam was first, but that didn’t work,
she took back her i-phone and called him a jerk!

The Japanese maiden, a sure fire bet,
But failure still to get his dick wet

Next on the horizon, a mysterious stranger,
Alex went in, heedless of danger
This one he tempted back to his lair,
I’m in! he thought, she’s washing her hair
So exited was he, he howled at the moon,
But lo and behold, she just wanted to spoon ☹

Whether more girls will come has yet to be seen,
But Alex stays patient, in wait of his queen
So if any young beauty would care to assist
come to the brick, put your name on the list!