Let's try this...
Simple game, build a story by adding posts containing just three words at a time.
Simple rules, you can't follow yourself and hyphenated words only count as one word if the parts are not stand-alone words (e.g. "stand-alone" = 2, "co-worker" = 1).
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For the benefit of those that want to get the whole story so far but don't want to go through all the pages...it will be periodically updated here....
Quote from: "The Frost*ies pooled their collective literary talents and""Right", said Jem, "about this AGM. I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over-the-ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman said, "stay here. It'll get better."
Then disaster struck as the snowman started to melt towards the rotating black light machine which was heading for the Pocket Sun recycling bin that's located behind the Milliontown Curry Rehabilitation Centre, where Catherine goes to Mary Jane's immaculate launderette each week.
On the shelf , behind the biscuits, are the toys that Jem used to create the two Frost* albums that we love so much that WE WANT MORE!
We might get better reception if we move the Tunnocks Tea Cakes to my stomach.
Meanwhile, over in deepest East Sussex, the New Cube blew the mains as the keyboards melted from the widdling fingers of the noisy toys. A small figure cackles with glee and then says; "Mwahahahahahaaa, at last!", as he creates the next chapter in the continuing saga of left-handedist gadget acquisition.
The chances are that new ironing boards won't taste as yummy as Cadbury's thought they would!
A sterling effort in trying to make an attempt upon the most amount of Mellotron ever played in 7/8 time ended in disaster after eight seconds. But nevertheless, unperturbed, a musical journey ensued that would open your eyes and clean out the fuzz in your naval attaché and from your great, great grandmother's sister's dog's flea's interesting vinyl collection.
Something majestic awoke with an idea.
"I know what, we can't dance while holding these two dancing baarlsps tapdancing in 11/47 with the sugar frosting melting away. Why don't we try the other sugar plum fairy mix? It might attract some different auditory responses from Monster Munch Tuesday, which happens to occur biannually when Monster Plum Fairy jumps on the Taurus Bass Pedals and makes significant impressions in the Earth's crust, creating a crimped edge, like apple pie uniformly nibbled by the ranks of marauding Frosties who migrate annually to The Peel, Kingston or, failing that, the Summer's End where good times prog and roll."
"Where to next?", asked the biscuit to the gravy boat hire attendant.
She was a boat hire attendant. Her name was 'Beau Tyre Atten-Dent'.
She was a mysterious wee lass, third frost album and two thirds short of a creek-proof paddle, with underlying tones of aromatic Patchouli wafting around her small but perfectly formed French horn-rimmed reading glasses that were slightly too thick to be beer goggles, but yet could still pass as stained glass windows, if you'd had myopic colour blindness.
Her beady eyes stared glaring at her gig ticket. December can't come ever due to medical problems that had baffled eminent neurosurgeons for many rusty relics up until the time that the big cheese who was? murdered brutally by one of the? smaller cheeses because of an obstinate blockage of 'His Own Special Whey', Genesis' bovine lovesong, written underneath a genuine bovine love handle, which hung like an inflatable and yet strangely deformed mutated banana that had travelled to Helen Bach with Johanne Sebastian Sidebottom, the infamous and portly castrato hurdling accident victim, who caught his crown jewels in a carrier bag full of liquid nitrogen and apples which burnt fiercely through his latex mankini exposing his rhyming couplets, which taste nice grilled on a bed of grilled trout.
Interrogated fish taste like pork cooked over a slowly maturing dung heap left by a flatulent wandering minstrel, whose flute was stolen from Jethro Tool. It's somewhat bent out of shape because he met Uri Geller who rubbed it furiously until it spat strange sticky jammy dodgers at someone who wasn't paying much attention to the size label in their very, very large velveteen hunting sporran, dangling menacingly between Two posts.
The large bald rhinoceros, whose name was Tim Buck II, constantly passed wind while dancing the foxtrot while supping copious amounts of Ribena. This meant the blackcurrant, content and happy with the blacck-ur-rant contest running locally for our Labour MP, who is a big red spokesman who fiddles while he plays with? himself or possibly someone else's small group of musicians, who are always plotting their next trip to transylvania for blood transfusions and steak dinners washed down with brushes made by Acme brush corp, where my Dad got his first ever kiss on his ruby red, two-seater sports drum kit, whilst creating the perfect blancmange. Speaking of bananas and droopy? soft dangling earlobes, my pet chimp, who is known for his calligraphy skills, had a holy tap-dancing bucket and an entirely captivating habit of dangling his earlobes in festering piles of mackerel shaped jammie dodgers and Tunnocks tea cakes, creating an almighty new creation dedicated to the pursuit of cheesy faced ripe stilton gasmasks incorporating nuclear grade sweet chili sauce, generating copious amounts of intestinal discomfort demanding immediate release of noxious gasses through the enormous front door.
Meanwhile, not a million miles away a a circus clown with a-a stutter or breakdown cover withdrew his large retirement fund and Spent it all on silly trinkets shaped like chickens. Wow! Golden eggs....... said Lyn. After loading up milliontown, its poultry epidermis seemed completely plucked leaving a bald wrinkled and exposed skin dotted with memories of old memories of old lang syne, sung in Swedish meatballs, bought from Ikea. So much for flat packed furniture, for sitting and pondering about the meaning of life imprisonment for zombies who happen to write track two without realising that they were contributing to a masterwork Daniel O'Donnell tribute of Pantera covers, to be played with old rusted bedsrings coated with cheese sauce and iron filings, crating a tasty magnetic boil oozing a sweet yet sickly pustulent liquid which turns most esophogi inside out and purple.
According to
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So here's where it starts....
"Right!", said Jem,
About this agm
You didn't say nufink about abbreviations!!
I can't go :( :cry:
without new shoes
or a t-shirt
because of my
over the ocean
flies the snowman
???: "because of my over the ocean flies the snowman" :?
it could've worked.
:D
Quote from: "Pedro"???: "because of my over the ocean flies the snowman" :?
This amuses me more than it should do. :lol:
I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my...
because of my over the ocean...
It didn't make sense to me either so...guess which track I was listening to ? & there followed flies the.
3 more words,
Do we need...
(I'm going to hang on to the idea that the "because of my" didn't exist when I posted.)
though it could have been "because of my over the ocean trip I must..."
there are options!
:D
Ok I get it guys, it's all my fault :p
Lovin' your work guys!
Quote from: "so far we""Right", said Jem, "about this agm, I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over the ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman
said, "stay here"
(odd name for a [talking!] snowman, really :) )
"it'll get better"
Then disaster struck
it'll get better then disaster struck as the snowman
started to melt
towards the rotating
I want to put black light machine, but its not my turn
black light machine
:D
Thank you
which was heading
(pocket sun's got to be coming up :D )
For the pocket
????????????????????????????????????
Sun recycling bin
that's located behind
the Milliontown curry
Rehabilitation Centre where
Catherine goes to
Mary Jane's immaculate (2 Urbane tracks)
launderette each week.
On the shelf (Fake smile)
, behind the biscuits
are the toys
that Jem used
to create the
two Frost* albums
that we love
so much that
WE WANT MORE!
we might get
Quote from: "So far we""Right", said Jem, "about this AGM. I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over-the-ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman said, "stay here. It'll get better."
Then disaster struck as the snowman started to melt towards the rotating black light machine which was heading for the Pocket Sun recycling bin that's located behind the Milliontown Curry Rehabilitation Centre, where Catherine goes to Mary Jane's immaculate launderette each week.
On the shelf , behind the biscuits, are the toys that Jem used to create the two Frost* albums that we love so much that WE WANT MORE!
We might get
better reception if
*chortle*
we move the
Tunnocks Tea Cakes
to my stomach.
Quote from: "rogerg"to my stomach.
:lol:
Quote from: "rogerg"to my stomach.
:mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
Meanwhile, over in
deepest East Sussex
the New Cube
blew the mains
as the keyboards
melted from the
widdling fingers of
the noisy toys.
A small figure
cackles with glee
and then says
"Mwahahahahahaaa, at last,
as he creates
..the next chapter! ;)
in the continuing
saga of left-handedist
Quote from: "So far we""Right", said Jem, "about this AGM. I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over-the-ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman said, "stay here. It'll get better."
Then disaster struck as the snowman started to melt towards the rotating black light machine which was heading for the Pocket Sun recycling bin that's located behind the Milliontown Curry Rehabilitation Centre, where Catherine goes to Mary Jane's immaculate launderette each week.
On the shelf , behind the biscuits, are the toys that Jem used to create the two Frost* albums that we love so much that WE WANT MORE!
We might get better reception if we move the Tunnocks Tea Cakes to my stomach.
Meanwhile, over in deepest East Sussex, the New Cube blew the mains as the keyboards melted from the widdling fingers of the noisy toys. A small figure cackles with glee and then says; "Mwahahahahahaaa, at last!", as he creates the next chapter in the continuing saga of left-handedist
gadget acquisition. The
chances are that
new ironing boards
won't taste as
yummy as cadburys
thought they would!
..a sterling effort.. ;)
in trying to
make an attempt
upon the most
amount of mellotron
ever played in
seven eight time
ended in disaster
after eight seconds.
But nevertheless, unperturbed,
..a musical journey
ensued that would
open your eyes
and clean out
the fuzz in
your naval attaché
and from your
great, great grandmother's
sister's, dog's, flea's
interesting vinyl collection..............
...something majestic awoke
Quote from: "A bunch of rabid biscuit-fanciers""Right", said Jem, "about this AGM. I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over-the-ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman said, "stay here. It'll get better."
Then disaster struck as the snowman started to melt towards the rotating black light machine which was heading for the Pocket Sun recycling bin that's located behind the Milliontown Curry Rehabilitation Centre, where Catherine goes to Mary Jane's immaculate launderette each week.
On the shelf , behind the biscuits, are the toys that Jem used to create the two Frost* albums that we love so much that WE WANT MORE!
We might get better reception if we move the Tunnocks Tea Cakes to my stomach.
Meanwhile, over in deepest East Sussex, the New Cube blew the mains as the keyboards melted from the widdling fingers of the noisy toys. A small figure cackles with glee and then says; "Mwahahahahahaaa, at last!", as he creates the next chapter in the continuing saga of left-handedist gadget acquisition.
The chances are that new ironing boards won't taste as yummy as Cadbury's thought they would!
A sterling effort in trying to make an attempt upon the most amount of mellotron ever played in seven eight time ended in disaster after eight seconds. But nevertheless, unperturbed, a musical journey ensued that would open your eyes and clean out the fuzz in your naval attaché and from your great, great granmother's sister's dog's flea's interesting vinyl collection.
Something majestic awoke
with an idea
"I know what"
we can't dance
while holding these
two dancing baarlsps (sp?)
Quote from: "RacingHippo"two dancing baarlsps (sp?)
tapdancing in 11/47
Bloody beat me to it you did........ :lol:
with the sugar
Quote from: "Mikey"with the sugar
..frosting melting away... :oops:
Quote from: "In that last paragraph, we"Something majestic awoke with an idea. "I know what. We can't dance while holding these two dancing baarlsps tapdancing in 11/47 with the sugar frosting melting away. Why don't we
try the other
sugar plum fairy
mix, it might
attract some different
Auditory responses from
monster munch Tuesday
which happens to
(I have been laughing out loud like a loon at this thread, by the way. :D )
occur biannually when
monster plum fairy
jump on the
Taurus Bass Pedals
and makes significant...
impressions in the
Earth's crust, creating
a crimped edge
like apple pie
uniformly nibbled by
..the ranks of
marauding Frosties who
migrate annually to
the Peel, Kingston
or, failing that,
the Summers End
..where good times
prog and roll
!!!! Where to next?
asked the biscuit
to the gravy
boat hire attendant.
She was a
boat hire attendant.
Her name was
Beau Tyre Atten-Dent
she was a
mysterious wee lass.. :roll:
third (!) frost album
and two thirds
short of a
creek-proof paddle
with underlying tones
of aromatic Patchouli
wafting around her
small but perfectly
formed French horn
-rimmed reading glasses
that were slightly
too thick to
be beer goggles
but yet could
still pass as
stained glass windows
if you'd had
myopic colour blindness
her beady eyes
stared glaring at
her gig ticket
December can't come
ever due to
medical problems that
Quote from: "As hopes of a publisher's advance dwindled, the Frost*ies redoubled their efforts and""Right", said Jem, "about this AGM. I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over-the-ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman said, "stay here. It'll get better."
Then disaster struck as the snowman started to melt towards the rotating black light machine which was heading for the Pocket Sun recycling bin that's located behind the Milliontown Curry Rehabilitation Centre, where Catherine goes to Mary Jane's immaculate launderette each week.
On the shelf , behind the biscuits, are the toys that Jem used to create the two Frost* albums that we love so much that WE WANT MORE!
We might get better reception if we move the Tunnocks Tea Cakes to my stomach.
Meanwhile, over in deepest East Sussex, the New Cube blew the mains as the keyboards melted from the widdling fingers of the noisy toys. A small figure cackles with glee and then says; "Mwahahahahahaaa, at last!", as he creates the next chapter in the continuing saga of left-handedist gadget acquisition.
The chances are that new ironing boards won't taste as yummy as Cadbury's thought they would!
A sterling effort in trying to make an attempt upon the most amount of Mellotron ever played in 7/8 time ended in disaster after eight seconds. But nevertheless, unperturbed, a musical journey ensued that would open your eyes and clean out the fuzz in your naval attaché and from your great, great grandmother's sister's dog's flea's interesting vinyl collection.
Something majestic awoke with an idea.
"I know what, we can't dance while holding these two dancing baarlsps tapdancing in 11/47 with the sugar frosting melting away. Why don't we try the other sugar plum fairy mix? It might attract some different auditory responses from Monster Munch Tuesday, which happens to occur biannually when Monster Plum Fairy jumps on the Taurus Bass Pedals and makes significant impressions in the Earth's crust, creating a crimped edge, like apple pie uniformly nibbled by the ranks of marauding Frosties who migrate annually to The Peel, Kingston or, failing that, the Summer's End where good times prog and roll."
"Where to next?", asked the biscuit to the gravy boat hire attendant.
She was a boat hire attendant. Her name was 'Beau Tyre Atten-Dent'.
She was a mysterious wee lass, third frost album and two thirds short of a creek-proof paddle, with underlying tones of aromatic Patchouli wafting around her small but perfectly formed French horn-rimmed reading glasses that were slightly too thick to be beer goggles, but yet could still pass as stained glass windows, if you'd had myopic colour blindness.
Her beady eyes stared glaring at her gig ticket December can't come ever due to medical problems that
had baffled eminent
Neurosurgeons for many
rusty relics up
(3 Matt Stevens tracks)
until the time
that the big
cheese who was
murdered brutally by
one of the
smaller cheeses because
of an obstinate
blockage of his
own special whey
. Genesis' bovine lovesong,
written underneath a
genuine bovine love
handle which hung
like an inflatable
and yet strangely
deformed mutated banana
that had travelled
to Helen Bach
with Johanne Sebastian
Sidebottom, the infamous
and portly castrato
hurdling accident victim
who caught his
crown jewels in
a carrier bag
full of liquid
nitrogen and apples
which burnt fiercely
through his latex
mankini exposing his
rhyming couplets which
taste nice grilled
on a bed
of grilled trout.
Interrogated fish taste
like pork cooked
over a slowly
maturing dung heap
left by a
flatulent wandering minstrel
whose flute was
stolen from Jethro
Tool. It's somewhat
bent out of
shape because he
met Uri Geller
who rubbed it :o
furiously until it
spat strange sticky
jammy dodgers at
someone who wasn't
paying much attention
to the size
label in their
Note: I'll periodically update the very first post in this thread with the whole story so far!
very, very large
velveteen hunting sporran
dangling menacingly between
Two posts. The
large bald rhinoceros
whose name was
Tim Buck II
constantly passed wind
while dancing the
foxtrot while supping
copious amounts of
Ribena, this meant
the blackcurrant content
and happy with
the blacck-ur-rant contest
running locally for
our Labour MP
who is a
big red spokesman
who fiddles while
he plays with
himself or possibly
someone else's small
group of musicians.
Who are always
..plotting their next
trip to transylvania
for blood transfusions
and steak dinners
washed down with
brushes made by
Acme brush corp
where my Dad
got his first
ever kiss on
his ruby red :o
two-seater sports
drum kit whilst
...creating the perfect
blancmange. Speaking of
bananas and droopy
soft dangling earlobes
, my pet chimp
, who is known
for his calligraphy
skills, had a
holy tap-dancing bucket
and an entirely
captivating habit of
dangling his earlobes
In festering piles
of mackerel shaped
jammie dodgers and
Tunnocks tea cakes
creating an almighty
new creation dedicated
..to the pursuit
of cheesy faced
ripe stilton gasmasks
incorporating nuclear grade
sweet chili sauce
generating copious amounts
of intestinal discomfort
demanding immediate release
of noxious gasses
through the enormous
front door. Meanwhile,
[Note: Full story updated in first post...for what it's worth... :)]
not a million
miles away a
a circus clown
with a-a stutter
or breakdown cover
withdrew his large
retirement fund and
Spent it all
on silly trinkets
shaped like chickens.
Wow! Golden eggs.......
said Lyn, after
loading up milliontown
its poultry epidermis
seemed completely plucked
leaving a bald
wrinkled and exposed
skin dotted with
memories of old
memories of old
lang syne, sung
in Swedish meatballs
, bought from Ikea
.
So much for
flat packed furniture,
for sitting and
pondering about the
meaning of life
And there we have it, lyrics for the first track on the new album. Saved you a job, Jem :D
"Right", said Jem, "about this AGM. I can't go without new shoes or a t-shirt because of my over-the-ocean trip."
"I must", Flies the Snowman said, "stay here. It'll get better."
Then disaster struck as the snowman started to melt towards the rotating black light machine which was heading for the Pocket Sun recycling bin that's located behind the Milliontown Curry Rehabilitation Centre, where Catherine goes to Mary Jane's immaculate launderette each week.
On the shelf , behind the biscuits, are the toys that Jem used to create the two Frost* albums that we love so much that WE WANT MORE!
We might get better reception if we move the Tunnocks Tea Cakes to my stomach.
Meanwhile, over in deepest East Sussex, the New Cube blew the mains as the keyboards melted from the widdling fingers of the noisy toys. A small figure cackles with glee and then says; "Mwahahahahahaaa, at last!", as he creates the next chapter in the continuing saga of left-handedist gadget acquisition.
The chances are that new ironing boards won't taste as yummy as Cadbury's thought they would!
A sterling effort in trying to make an attempt upon the most amount of Mellotron ever played in 7/8 time ended in disaster after eight seconds. But nevertheless, unperturbed, a musical journey ensued that would open your eyes and clean out the fuzz in your naval attaché and from your great, great grandmother's sister's dog's flea's interesting vinyl collection.
Something majestic awoke with an idea.
"I know what, we can't dance while holding these two dancing baarlsps tapdancing in 11/47 with the sugar frosting melting away. Why don't we try the other sugar plum fairy mix? It might attract some different auditory responses from Monster Munch Tuesday, which happens to occur biannually when Monster Plum Fairy jumps on the Taurus Bass Pedals and makes significant impressions in the Earth's crust, creating a crimped edge, like apple pie uniformly nibbled by the ranks of marauding Frosties who migrate annually to The Peel, Kingston or, failing that, the Summer's End where good times prog and roll."
"Where to next?", asked the biscuit to the gravy boat hire attendant.
She was a boat hire attendant. Her name was 'Beau Tyre Atten-Dent'.
She was a mysterious wee lass, third frost album and two thirds short of a creek-proof paddle, with underlying tones of aromatic Patchouli wafting around her small but perfectly formed French horn-rimmed reading glasses that were slightly too thick to be beer goggles, but yet could still pass as stained glass windows, if you'd had myopic colour blindness.
Her beady eyes stared glaring at her gig ticket. December can't come ever due to medical problems that had baffled eminent neurosurgeons for many rusty relics up until the time that the big cheese who was? murdered brutally by one of the? smaller cheeses because of an obstinate blockage of 'His Own Special Whey', Genesis' bovine lovesong, written underneath a genuine bovine love handle, which hung like an inflatable and yet strangely deformed mutated banana that had travelled to Helen Bach with Johanne Sebastian Sidebottom, the infamous and portly castrato hurdling accident victim, who caught his crown jewels in a carrier bag full of liquid nitrogen and apples which burnt fiercely through his latex mankini exposing his rhyming couplets, which taste nice grilled on a bed of grilled trout.
Interrogated fish taste like pork cooked over a slowly maturing dung heap left by a flatulent wandering minstrel, whose flute was stolen from Jethro Tool. It's somewhat bent out of shape because he met Uri Geller who rubbed it furiously until it spat strange sticky jammy dodgers at someone who wasn't paying much attention to the size label in their very, very large velveteen hunting sporran, dangling menacingly between Two posts.
The large bald rhinoceros, whose name was Tim Buck II, constantly passed wind while dancing the foxtrot while supping copious amounts of Ribena. This meant the blackcurrant, content and happy with the blacck-ur-rant contest running locally for our Labour MP, who is a big red spokesman who fiddles while he plays with? himself or possibly someone else's small group of musicians, who are always plotting their next trip to transylvania for blood transfusions and steak dinners washed down with brushes made by Acme brush corp, where my Dad got his first ever kiss on his ruby red, two-seater sports drum kit, whilst creating the perfect blancmange. Speaking of bananas and droopy? soft dangling earlobes, my pet chimp, who is known for his calligraphy skills, had a holy tap-dancing bucket and an entirely captivating habit of dangling his earlobes in festering piles of mackerel shaped jammie dodgers and Tunnocks tea cakes, creating an almighty new creation dedicated to the pursuit of cheesy faced ripe stilton gasmasks incorporating nuclear grade sweet chili sauce, generating copious amounts of intestinal discomfort demanding immediate release of noxious gasses through the enormous front door.
Meanwhile, not a million miles away a a circus clown with a-a stutter or breakdown cover withdrew his large retirement fund and Spent it all on silly trinkets shaped like chickens. Wow! Golden eggs....... said Lyn, after loading up milliontown its poultry epidermis seemed completely plucked leaving a bald wrinkled and exposed skin dotted with memories of old memories of old lang syne, sung in Swedish meatballs, bought from Ikea. So much for flat packed furniture, for sitting and pondering about the meaning of life
imprisonment for zombies
who happen to
write track two
without realising that
they were contributing
to a masterwork
Daniel O'Donnell tribute
of Pantera covers
, to be played
with old rusted
bedsprings coated with
cheese sauce and
iron filings, creating
a tasty magnetic
boil oozing a
sweet yet sickly
pustulent liquid which
turns most esophagi
inside out and
Quote from: "we"Meanwhile, not a million miles away a a circus clown with a-a stutter or breakdown cover withdrew his large retirement fund and Spent it all on silly trinkets shaped like chickens. Wow! Golden eggs....... said Lyn. After loading up milliontown, its poultry epidermis seemed completely plucked leaving a bald wrinkled and exposed skin dotted with memories of old memories of old lang syne, sung in Swedish meatballs, bought from Ikea. So much for flat packed furniture, for sitting and pondering about the meaning of life imprisonment for zombies who happen to write track two without realising that they were contributing to a masterwork Daniel O'Donnell tribute of Pantera covers, to be played with old rusted bedsrings coated with cheese sauce and iron filings, crating a tasty magnetic boil oozing a sweet yet sickly pustulent liquid which turns most esophogi inside out and
purple.
According to
Mr Jem Godfrey
Frost* Mark Three
equals Gas Mark
Johnston (the notorious
phantom raspbery blower
with very smelly
pyrotechnical box of
'Gas Mark Johnston' - what a fab name for a firestarter!
unwashed repugant & degenerating
iced Frost*erisk biscuits
baked by Nellie
which ensures their
Perpetual tastyness). This
could not have
possibly been anticipated
were it not
for the rambling
on
and on
and on and
on and on
and on and (if it didn't it wouldn't be rambling)
off then on
to-ing and fro-ing
flipping and flopping
backwards and forwards
Thisway and that
only an ickle cheat!!
untill it became
so loquaciously redundant
That not even
Quote from: "rogerg"loquaciously
(scrambles for dictionary)
fancy-schmancy words
could fully explain
("dictionary" 's not fancy-schmancy!)!
Nice one Lyn
Peel-alicious-gig dread-notes piled-on-in......
with rampant hyphenation
and dashed de-term-in-ation
in-con-clus-ive-ly de-mol-ish-ing the-or-et-ic-al
limits of punctuation
and hyphen stocks.
What? No hyphens?
Only under_scores left
Does_that_mean_this_is_still three words?
Quote from: "Mikey"Does_that_mean_this_is_still three words?
No it isn't,
Quote from: "johninblack"Quote from: "Mikey"Does_that_mean_this_is_still three words?
No it isn't,
But that was!
OK, try this
ok.... try what?
anything you want
...you got it
said Roy Orbison
only the lonely
can survive the
Great Pretender, uptown
girl, with her
damn, can't remember
Mean Woman blues ?
Not my woman!!
Oh.....Pretty Woman
proclaimed Richard Gere
to Roger's beloved
indeed she is
replied Roger smugly :D
heh heh heh
he tittered whilst
juggling three hamsters
, an elephant and
three part-time
roller stating rhinocerouses(?).
Quote from: "RobRideout"roller stating rhinocerouses(?).
Would these be Rhinos that roll around making bold statements?
Animal Welfare, horrified
unduely, regurgitated hippos
("unduely" means "singley")
reconstituted into ginormous
pendulous bingo wings
dehydrated following disturbingly