One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions,
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws,
they sporadically appended
(I couldn't allow the sentence to dangle like that, SkyHawk. Who can decide where a particular sentence should end?)
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications . . .
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications . . .
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way. The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate ____________________
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping. Amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way.
The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate of Michelle Merkin's maternal grandmothers favorite Irish stew where Psychic Cat simmered. Gonzales scooped Psychic freshly killed possum, fenny snake fillet, they screamed ole! Clicking their castanets, Gonzales denied everything and fled from proud Hispanics everywhere only to open a waterboarding franchise in competition with mudwrestling with good saucy Mexican food, free chips, prostitutes
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping. Amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way.
The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate of Michelle Merkin's maternal grandmothers favorite Irish stew where Psychic Cat simmered. Gonzales scooped Psychic freshly killed possum, fenny snake fillet, they screamed ole! Clicking their castanets, Gonzales denied everything and fled from proud Hispanics everywhere only to open a waterboarding franchise in competition with mudwrestling with good saucy Mexican food, free chips, prostitutes au gratin, and delicious draft microbrews.
Vouchers were distributed until the police was excluded since . . .
Meanwhile, at Guantanamo Alberto's tortured dreams flipped a flop causing Al to suddenly remember everything. So he called National Inquirer, and Spilled his guts softly breathing a tortured sigh. "Why was killing retarded in the first Texas Bush administration?" And yet now regrets not torturing more before he became the "decider" and blindly entered The Twilight Zone where Burgess Meredith and his band struck up a smokin little ditty.
A vaguely familiar mood came over the crackling airwaves amidst an array of bandaged aliens sporting brightly colored Hawaiian shirts and CDs by The Flying Burrito Brothers. And so with scads of ado, scabs of doodoo, slabs of caribou, Sobs from who? Scooby from Doo says, "What y'all, Its Scooby Doo!"
The penile prosthesis surged pointlessly into . . .
[off topic] Right Honorable Schlack, it would appear that the rules are, in general, being flaunted. A right interesting object lesson. Thank you. [/off topic]
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama, Right Honorable Schlack
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama Right Honorable Schlack. Going, you neocon, gets weird inhaling
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama Right Honorable Schlack. Going, you neocon, gets weird inhaling. Its time to pack it up. Boykin signals skyward
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama Right Honorable Schlack. Going, you neocon, gets weird inhaling. Its time to pack it up. Boykin signals skyward, shyly indicating his
It was Barney who hid the old Rover's bone from Jeff Gannon. He yelled out where's Ted's haggard and bring me meth and man Ass on a...
Sunday morning here and time for a bloody mary with my grits and yankee friends! She shudders convulsively, bacon grease dripping off her flipflops (grit high formal-ware) stripeped neked in preparation for services
It was Barney who hid the old Rover's bone from Jeff Gannon. He yelled out where's Ted's haggard and bring me meth and man Ass on a...
Sunday morning here and time for a bloody mary with my grits and yankee friends! She shudders convulsively, bacon grease dripping off her flipflops (grit high formal-ware) stripeped neked in preparation for services of a "real" old time snake-handling church of the holy rigid members led by Pastor Castor, the Disaster Master baiter who rubbed his hands around his snake which proved fake but more real than stuffed armadildos
(off topic....lol... have we got a fetish for snakes???. Tat, I've never once in my whole life seen a LIVE snake-handlin....not never not once. seen some talkin in tongues once tho.. )
What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long. You know it's just your foolish pride.
Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.
I tried to give you consolation When your old man had let you down. Like a fool, I fell in love with you, Turned my whole world upside down.
Chorus
Let's make the best of the situation Before I finally go insane. Please don't say we'll never find a way And tell me all my love's in vain.
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping. Amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way.
The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate of Michelle Merkin's maternal grandmothers favorite Irish stew where Psychic Cat simmered. Gonzales scooped Psychic freshly killed possum, fenny snake fillet, they screamed ole! Clicking their castanets, Gonzales denied everything and fled from proud Hispanics everywhere only to open a waterboarding franchise in competition with mudwrestling with good saucy Mexican food, free chips, prostitutes au gratin, and delicious draft microbrews.
Vouchers were distributed until the police was excluded since . . .
Meanwhile, at Guantanamo Alberto's tortured dreams flipped a flop causing Al to suddenly remember everything. So he called National Inquirer, and Spilled his guts softly breathing a tortured sigh. "Why was killing retarded in the first Texas Bush administration?" And yet now regrets not torturing more before he became the "decider" and blindly entered The Twilight Zone where Burgess Meredith and his band struck up a smokin little ditty.
A vaguely familiar mood came over the crackling airwaves amidst an array of bandaged aliens sporting brightly colored Hawaiian shirts and CDs by The Flying Burrito Brothers. And so with scads of ado, scabs of doodoo, slabs of caribou, Sobs from who? Scooby from Doo says, "What y'all, Its Scooby Doo!"
The penile prosthesis surged pointlessly into the oblivion of category five surges and black holes. Then a man became a woman and she grew abundant ripe tomatoes that oozed juices when delicately squeezed over the head of a prtotuberant adolescence with a cowlick located just below his ear. “Twas a matter of grave and callous depravity to all involved with Wolfowitz dictum that ended in pain.
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama Right Honorable Schlack. Going, you neocon, gets weird inhaling. Its time to pack it up. Boykin signals skyward, shyly indicating his disappearing blue balloon.
Fundyban tractor beam is the solution Then a Homeland Security Agent, feeling extremely authoritarian, grabbed his shiny though bulbous nose and went 'Honk!'
"Gesundheit!" said the President of Lithuania. as he flushed a Cuban cigar down Lewinski's toilet . Toilet she said? And he said, "I asked nicely seat down PLEASE. But that's not the mission accomplicated isn't my agenda," It was Barney who hid the old Rover's bone from Jeff Gannon. He yelled out where's Ted's haggard and bring me meth and man Ass on a...
Sunday morning here and time for a bloody Mary with my grits and Yankee friends! She shudders convulsively, bacon grease dripping off her flip-flops (grit high formal-ware) stripped neked in preparation for services of a "real" old time snake-handling church of the holy rigid members led by Pastor Castor, the Disaster Master baiter who rubbed his hands around his snake which proved fake but more real than stuffed armadillos
She said lordy! during the transubstantiation I need libation , a large donation swallow the leader more the meatier Yahhl Catholics now witness others holier embrace the Ewecharist stone the Satanist . The Holy Mega-bong of righteous salvation smoke and ashes.
The next day, a hermit carrying a peace pipe and mumbling incoherently about President Bush Man of Swaziland as he's known amongst close friends who don't know Swish from Swazz, finally emerged from the Bechuanaland embassy men’s' room, tapping gently on my chamber door, Quoth The Rover. Unfortunately the raven-haired hermit unaware reality existed sat meditating on the ejection seat misfired yet again.
Damn he said meanwhile the snake-handling Rovian mad scientist Screamed "ITS ALIVE" Choking the constrictor so to speak fighting the inevitability of an outraged undercover policeman urinating on the tarmac of Minneapolis/St. Paul Airport.
Meanwhile, over at Larry's Lizard Lounge, holy rigid members limply limped sideways checking waxy protuberances looking for wicks to wet, Sticky wickets being best for pitching crickets found only in certain unsavory places. the British abandoned but then countermanded Thatching her Falkland awning from Aukland. yawning from Yorkshire Dorsetshire, Wiltshire, and Hampshire hurricanes hardly happen but often fatten more often flatten lyrics by Clapton. got me on my knees for heaven's sake drain the lake Layla please take it. You'll love bell bottom blews which don't loose color fading away because that would loose this feeling gotta go to work ,so to speak, on the tag-team for a better whiter, brighter smile brush with Comet.
Ouch that hurts! Torture should hurt only when used by a qualified Purple People Eater twirling his eggbeater in creamy batter that doesn't splatter or get sticky. It doesn't matter who screams loudest only who gets most outta it!
The giant serpent, personal friend to Adam and Steve pondered the eggbeater neither had eggs, or wooden legs to stand on.
Like Viviparous Snakes with nasty shakes avoided more doggerel lavatory tap-dance advances, from Pastor Disaster and his charming fur lined cod-piece, fur harvested from organically-raised gerbils from his niece's Bush combed locks.
Meanwhile, anticipating two overweight Scotsmen waddled their way down Essex Quay eating haggis they saw Bono and Cher of course before the divorce and brain damage from slippery slopes from Tuna Hotdish! pulling a bono strolling along Liffey smelling the roses, hearing U2's "Gloria” in excellcious deodorant.
The English bulldog cocked its AK-47 and headed a football across to help Michigan. but alas it was too late. Much too late. Midnight.
The pumpkin was not needed 4+20 blackbirds filled philosophy of collectivism Hegeling with Rousseau tapping for Mandingo born Frederick Lamont (favorite stall neighbor of Larry Craig).
Good grief y'all its twew its true. I'm tapping for Mandingo. Of course, the downside to this caucus filabuster cloture is the reality of Bush's delusions that he is the Grandmaster of Up or Down, left or right.
Just remember this, nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'. Except Craig left holding a loitering ticket.
The logic of some peoples posts around here, who shall remain un-named are somewhat hard to follow, and border on non-sequetarianism.It brings new meaning to . Who were these weirdos anyway, and can I have some of whatever they were having? One can only hope that such a dangerous and destructive process never, ever starts again!!! Tat
Meanwhile, back at
Originally Posted by pdx rick
Our complete story so far...
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping. Amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way.
The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate of Michelle Merkin's maternal grandmothers favorite Irish stew where Psychic Cat simmered. Gonzales scooped Psychic freshly killed possum, fenny snake fillet, they screamed ole! Clicking their castanets, Gonzales denied everything and fled from proud Hispanics everywhere only to open a waterboarding franchise in competition with mudwrestling with good saucy Mexican food, free chips, prostitutes au gratin, and delicious draft microbrews.
Vouchers were distributed until the police was excluded since . . .
Meanwhile, at Guantanamo Alberto's tortured dreams flipped a flop causing Al to suddenly remember everything. So he called National Inquirer, and Spilled his guts softly breathing a tortured sigh. "Why was killing retarded in the first Texas Bush administration?" And yet now regrets not torturing more before he became the "decider" and blindly entered The Twilight Zone where Burgess Meredith and his band struck up a smokin little ditty.
A vaguely familiar mood came over the crackling airwaves amidst an array of bandaged aliens sporting brightly colored Hawaiian shirts and CDs by The Flying Burrito Brothers. And so with scads of ado, scabs of doodoo, slabs of caribou, Sobs from who? Scooby from Doo says, "What y'all, Its Scooby Doo!"
The penile prosthesis surged pointlessly into the oblivion of category five surges and black holes. Then a man became a woman and she grew abundant ripe tomatoes that oozed juices when delicately squeezed over the head of a prtotuberant adolescence with a cowlick located just below his ear. “Twas a matter of grave and callous depravity to all involved with Wolfowitz dictum that ended in pain.
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama Right Honorable Schlack. Going, you neocon, gets weird inhaling. Its time to pack it up. Boykin signals skyward, shyly indicating his disappearing blue balloon.
Fundyban tractor beam is the solution Then a Homeland Security Agent, feeling extremely authoritarian, grabbed his shiny though bulbous nose and went 'Honk!'
"Gesundheit!" said the President of Lithuania. as he flushed a Cuban cigar down Lewinski's toilet . Toilet she said? And he said, "I asked nicely seat down PLEASE. But that's not the mission accomplicated isn't my agenda," It was Barney who hid the old Rover's bone from Jeff Gannon. He yelled out where's Ted's haggard and bring me meth and man Ass on a...
Sunday morning here and time for a bloody Mary with my grits and Yankee friends! She shudders convulsively, bacon grease dripping off her flip-flops (grit high formal-ware) stripped neked in preparation for services of a "real" old time snake-handling church of the holy rigid members led by Pastor Castor, the Disaster Master baiter who rubbed his hands around his snake which proved fake but more real than stuffed armadillos
She said lordy! during the transubstantiation I need libation , a large donation swallow the leader more the meatier Yahhl Catholics now witness others holier embrace the Ewecharist stone the Satanist . The Holy Mega-bong of righteous salvation smoke and ashes.
The next day, a hermit carrying a peace pipe and mumbling incoherently about President Bush Man of Swaziland as he's known amongst close friends who don't know Swish from Swazz, finally emerged from the Bechuanaland embassy men’s' room, tapping gently on my chamber door, Quoth The Rover. Unfortunately the raven-haired hermit unaware reality existed sat meditating on the ejection seat misfired yet again.
Damn he said meanwhile the snake-handling Rovian mad scientist Screamed "ITS ALIVE" Choking the constrictor so to speak fighting the inevitability of an outraged undercover policeman urinating on the tarmac of Minneapolis/St. Paul Airport.
Meanwhile, over at Larry's Lizard Lounge, holy rigid members limply limped sideways checking waxy protuberances looking for wicks to wet, Sticky wickets being best for pitching crickets found only in certain unsavory places. the British abandoned but then countermanded Thatching her Falkland awning from Aukland. yawning from Yorkshire Dorsetshire, Wiltshire, and Hampshire hurricanes hardly happen but often fatten more often flatten lyrics by Clapton. got me on my knees for heaven's sake drain the lake Layla please take it. You'll love bell bottom blews which don't loose color fading away because that would loose this feeling gotta go to work ,so to speak, on the tag-team for a better whiter, brighter smile brush with Comet.
Ouch that hurts! Torture should hurt only when used by a qualified Purple People Eater twirling his eggbeater in creamy batter that doesn't splatter or get sticky. It doesn't matter who screams loudest only who gets most outta it!
The giant serpent, personal friend to Adam and Steve pondered the eggbeater neither had eggs, or wooden legs to stand on.
Like Viviparous Snakes with nasty shakes avoided more doggerel lavatory tap-dance advances, from Pastor Disaster and his charming fur lined cod-piece, fur harvested from organically-raised gerbils from his niece's Bush combed locks.
Meanwhile, anticipating two overweight Scotsmen waddled their way down Essex Quay eating haggis they saw Bono and Cher of course before the divorce and brain damage from slippery slopes from Tuna Hotdish! pulling a bono strolling along Liffey smelling the roses, hearing U2's "Gloria” in excellcious deodorant.
The English bulldog cocked its AK-47 and headed a football across to help Michigan. but alas it was too late. Much too late. Midnight.
The pumpkin was not needed 4+20 blackbirds filled philosophy of collectivism Hegeling with Rousseau tapping for Mandingo born Frederick Lamont (favorite stall neighbor of Larry Craig).
Good grief y'all its twew its true. I'm tapping for Mandingo. Of course, the downside to this caucus filabuster cloture is the reality of Bush's delusions that he is the Grandmaster of Up or Down, left or right.
Just remember this, nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'. Except Craig left holding a loitering ticket.
It was fun until the children went to college carrying Trump lunch boxes with tracking devices very muddy shoes from burying secret information that nobody looked for until T-rumps Russian hairpiece...
It was fun until the children went to college carrying Trump lunch boxes with tracking devices very muddy shoes from burying secret information that nobody looked for until T-rumps Russian hairpiece... began sending messages by dead drop decipherable only by Russia sympathizing halfwits on house intelligence , or lack thereof, stipulated by Constructionist Courtesy of presidential outhouse vent located in EPA crater next to satan holding his Furmata by its ears he waxed cadenzically his Rolls Royce spreading Mothers Carnauba like cheap lies in flagrante delicto are worshipped by peregrinating papal potentates
This may need some judicious commas for clarity and to prevent an exercise in high-stakes grammar pedantry.
Wares' that Spag to help us figure out whats' what in their there?
I furgot NWP Esquire was a mod, and I may not have been sufficiently respectful. So with all dues respect, please dont jail the jungle jaguar into the alliteration box, though I cheat a bit.
Tomas Herraiz, a Spanish chemist, has isolated one more chemical from chocolate. Dr. Herraiz has found alkaloids called tetrahydro-beta-carbolines in chocolate and cocoa. The newly discovered compound, tetrahydro-beta-carboline, and the family of chemicals it belongs to, beta-carboline alkaloids, affect the central nervous system in several ways:
They are mild inhibitors of an enzyme called monoamine oxidase (MAO). MAO is an enzyme that destroys monoamine neurotransmitters (norepinephrine, dopamine, serotonin).
They work by inhibiting the reuptake of the serotonin. The net result is an increase in the amount of serotonin within the synapse.
They inhibit the binding of benzodiazepines on their receptors. This results in a decrease in the level of the neurotransmitter GABA.
Serotonin and dopamine have been shown to influence mood, food intake and compulsive behaviors. Because alkaloids affect these neurotransmitters they may also affect these behaviors. Many people say that chocolate makes them feel happy and relaxed. Perhaps you have felt these feelings after eating chocolate. Some people even "crave" chocolate, hence the sort-of-serious name "chocoholic," for someone who is "addicted" to chocolate. In fact, the alkaloids tetrahydro-beta-carbolines have been implicated in one addictive behavior: alcoholism.
Thus: On-topic , in context, even with the random topicality of the 3 word game. Tat
This may need some judicious commas for clarity and to prevent an exercise in high-stakes grammar pedantry.
Wares' that Spag to help us figure out whats' what in their there? Tat
It was fun until the children went to college carrying Trump lunch boxes with tracking devices very muddy shoes from burying secret information that nobody looked for until T-rumps Russian hairpiece... began sending messages by dead drop decipherable only by Russia sympathizing halfwits on house intelligence , or lack thereof, stipulated by Constructionist Courtesy of presidential outhouse vent located in EPA crater next to satan holding his Furmata by its ears he waxed cadenzically his Rolls Royce spreading Mothers Carnauba like cheap lies in flagrante delicto are worshipped by peregrinating papal potentates
alliterating all over Hertford, Hereford, Hampshire and harassing Hoosiers. Maim morassing moosers jacobin jabberwockish jargonauts jail the jungle jaguar into the alliteration box, though I cheat a bit. My skirt's unclean. played pinochle persistently
quixotic quahog quagmire To Hell with Alliterations Meanwhile... Spicy Russian dressing is just the purfect Lutefisk topping if you're Russian and stark rrrrrraving mittens you naughty Yer all assholes subtly changing tone , searching for conclusions, in alternate dimensional galaxies of alternatives and a plethora of abgnormally gnarly gnostic gnoshing gnomes gnu gnocchi gneiss I call gnuncle! Uncle Grandpa's tiger smell the rainbow! Penetrating Stay Puff In such tender cuts of meat needed fluffer nutter to complete sentence. sandwich gimme Hershey S'more so I can saturate Tetrahydro-beta-carbolines (THbetaCs) receptors and bliss out like George Winston like George Winston Striding big easy Saturate what? Man! What you ate? "Striding big easy" in tall galoshes Saturate what? Man! blown' some jazz Satchmo's Mini Smootcher cool, so cool swingers eschewing bebop riding in jalops Howling with Ginsberg smoking a hookah
Originally Posted by TatumAH
blotting Owsley Paisleys
Ain’ta man alive "Yer all assholes" well . . . he was! Until enlightenment darkened Charmin cleaned up Whipple's squeezed loaf in aisle four where fairies dwell ”Yer all assholes" Yer darn tootin! Rootin' tootin' cowboy after eating beans Don Rickles died Makes me sad makes me frown makes me insult ”Yer all assholes" Yer darn tootin! Meanwhile: after eating beans The crowd dispersed Trending upwind where the cows were masticating each udder Juan teat atta time to ungulate Donald Trumps implants. ----(period) Head in :----(colon) clouds dreaming days both sides now of his mouth sounding flatal attractions was smart feller who never made Trumps melena blacken from intestinal frackin' by tiny orange Trump Tower minions winged monkeys erupting from Trump's festering worm filled brain neurocysticercosis improved cognition in interstellar overdrive dilithium crystals failed She's gonna blow! Kardashian's again Scotty? way down below all she's got Cranked to eleven onyer radio dial "BORN TO BE...." wildebeest, what's gnu besides the obvious
Some details may have been forgotten, when we lost our scribe, and our focus!
clarified by comas
This may need some judicious commas for clarity and to prevent an exercise in high-stakes grammar pedantry.
Wares' that Spag to help us figure out whats' what in their there? Tat
It was fun until the children went to college carrying Trump lunch boxes with tracking devices very muddy shoes from burying secret information that nobody looked for until T-rumps Russian hairpiece... began sending messages by dead drop decipherable only by Russia sympathizing halfwits on house intelligence , or lack thereof, stipulated by Constructionist Courtesy of presidential outhouse vent located in EPA crater next to satan holding his Furmata by its ears he waxed cadenzically his Rolls Royce spreading Mothers Carnauba like cheap lies in flagrante delicto are worshipped by peregrinating papal potentates
alliterating all over Hertford, Hereford, Hampshire and harassing Hoosiers. Maim morassing moosers jacobin jabberwockish jargonauts jail the jungle jaguar into the alliteration box, though I cheat a bit. My skirt's unclean. played pinochle persistently
quixotic quahog quagmire To Hell with Alliterations Meanwhile... Spicy Russian dressing is just the purfect Lutefisk topping if you're Russian and stark rrrrrraving mittens you naughty Yer all assholes subtly changing tone , searching for conclusions, in alternate dimensional galaxies of alternatives and a plethora of abgnormally gnarly gnostic gnoshing gnomes gnu gnocchi gneiss I call gnuncle! Uncle Grandpa's tiger smell the rainbow! Penetrating Stay Puff In such tender cuts of meat needed fluffer nutter to complete sentence. sandwich gimme Hershey S'more so I can saturate Tetrahydro-beta-carbolines (THbetaCs) receptors and bliss out like George Winston like George Winston Striding big easy Saturate what? Man! What you ate? "Striding big easy" in tall galoshes Saturate what? Man! blown' some jazz Satchmo's Mini Smootcher cool, so cool swingers eschewing bebop riding in jalops Howling with Ginsberg smoking a hookah
Originally Posted By: TatumAH blotting Owsley Paisleys
Ain’ta man alive "Yer all assholes" well . . . he was! Until enlightenment darkened Charmin cleaned up Whipple's squeezed loaf in aisle four where fairies dwell ”Yer all assholes" Yer darn tootin! Rootin' tootin' cowboy after eating beans Don Rickles died Makes me sad makes me frown makes me insult ”Yer all assholes" Yer darn tootin! Meanwhile: after eating beans The crowd dispersed Trending upwind where the cows were masticating each udder Juan teat atta time to ungulate Donald Trumps implants. ----(period) Head in :----(colon) clouds dreaming days both sides now of his mouth sounding flatal attractions was smart feller who never made Trumps melena blacken from intestinal frackin' by tiny orange Trump Tower minions winged monkeys erupting from Trump's festering worm filled brain neurocysticercosis improved cognition in interstellar overdrive dilithium crystals failed She's gonna blow! Kardashian's again Scotty? way down below all she's got Cranked to eleven onyer radio dial "BORN TO BE...." wildebeest, what's gnu besides the obvious
Dead sea scrolls rediscovered and translated into Old Testymen. circa 2007 And New Testymen, 2017 And starting on the Revised Standard Version Lest we furrget!
Our complete story so far...
One fine day..... a nimrod suggested between pork chops, that love is just a memory of a time of slow steamed honeyed figs and muddy footprints. Through countless fruitless editions, punctuated with occasional gasps of delight and shrieks of raucous audience guffaws, that circulated througout they sporadically appended as they dared to ingest vast amounts of Kool-aid laced with vodka, until she turned into a wonkette.
But a senator who shouldn't have unzipped his pants confronted the President crying out, "I'm Up for re-election!"
"No, Dick, you're not the decider."
Limply walking away, a turgid thought impossible as he lifted the skirt of first lady's pink, lacy knickers amidst adolescent snickers, he parted the fringes of her curly bangs, but that was not really her hair.
Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping. Amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way.
The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate of Michelle Merkin's maternal grandmothers favorite Irish stew where Psychic Cat simmered. Gonzales scooped Psychic freshly killed possum, fenny snake fillet, they screamed ole! Clicking their castanets, Gonzales denied everything and fled from proud Hispanics everywhere only to open a waterboarding franchise in competition with mudwrestling with good saucy Mexican food, free chips, prostitutes au gratin, and delicious draft microbrews.
Vouchers were distributed until the police was excluded since . . .
Meanwhile, at Guantanamo Alberto's tortured dreams flipped a flop causing Al to suddenly remember everything. So he called National Inquirer, and Spilled his guts softly breathing a tortured sigh. "Why was killing retarded in the first Texas Bush administration?" And yet now regrets not torturing more before he became the "decider" and blindly entered The Twilight Zone where Burgess Meredith and his band struck up a smokin little ditty.
A vaguely familiar mood came over the crackling airwaves amidst an array of bandaged aliens sporting brightly colored Hawaiian shirts and CDs by The Flying Burrito Brothers. And so with scads of ado, scabs of doodoo, slabs of caribou, Sobs from who? Scooby from Doo says, "What y'all, Its Scooby Doo!"
The penile prosthesis surged pointlessly into the oblivion of category five surges and black holes. Then a man became a woman and she grew abundant ripe tomatoes that oozed juices when delicately squeezed over the head of a prtotuberant adolescence with a cowlick located just below his ear. “Twas a matter of grave and callous depravity to all involved with Wolfowitz dictum that ended in pain.
"Why?" bemoaned General Jerry Boykin as he stepped onto the Kaba he knelt and opened a big bottle of Oban only to find a hidden microphone stashed in his top hat and said, "Smoke that cube for Osama Right Honorable Schlack. Going, you neocon, gets weird inhaling. Its time to pack it up. Boykin signals skyward, shyly indicating his disappearing blue balloon.
Fundyban tractor beam is the solution Then a Homeland Security Agent, feeling extremely authoritarian, grabbed his shiny though bulbous nose and went 'Honk!'
"Gesundheit!" said the President of Lithuania. as he flushed a Cuban cigar down Lewinski's toilet . Toilet she said? And he said, "I asked nicely seat down PLEASE. But that's not the mission accomplicated isn't my agenda," It was Barney who hid the old Rover's bone from Jeff Gannon. He yelled out where's Ted's haggard and bring me meth and man Ass on a...
Sunday morning here and time for a bloody Mary with my grits and Yankee friends! She shudders convulsively, bacon grease dripping off her flip-flops (grit high formal-ware) stripped neked in preparation for services of a "real" old time snake-handling church of the holy rigid members led by Pastor Castor, the Disaster Master baiter who rubbed his hands around his snake which proved fake but more real than stuffed armadillos
She said lordy! during the transubstantiation I need libation , a large donation swallow the leader more the meatier Yahhl Catholics now witness others holier embrace the Ewecharist stone the Satanist . The Holy Mega-bong of righteous salvation smoke and ashes.
The next day, a hermit carrying a peace pipe and mumbling incoherently about President Bush Man of Swaziland as he's known amongst close friends who don't know Swish from Swazz, finally emerged from the Bechuanaland embassy men’s' room, tapping gently on my chamber door, Quoth The Rover. Unfortunately the raven-haired hermit unaware reality existed sat meditating on the ejection seat misfired yet again.
Damn he said meanwhile the snake-handling Rovian mad scientist Screamed "ITS ALIVE" Choking the constrictor so to speak fighting the inevitability of an outraged undercover policeman urinating on the tarmac of Minneapolis/St. Paul Airport.
Meanwhile, over at Larry's Lizard Lounge, holy rigid members limply limped sideways checking waxy protuberances looking for wicks to wet, Sticky wickets being best for pitching crickets found only in certain unsavory places. the British abandoned but then countermanded Thatching her Falkland awning from Aukland. yawning from Yorkshire Dorsetshire, Wiltshire, and Hampshire hurricanes hardly happen but often fatten more often flatten lyrics by Clapton. got me on my knees for heaven's sake drain the lake Layla please take it. You'll love bell bottom blews which don't loose color fading away because that would loose this feeling gotta go to work ,so to speak, on the tag-team for a better whiter, brighter smile brush with Comet.
Ouch that hurts! Torture should hurt only when used by a qualified Purple People Eater twirling his eggbeater in creamy batter that doesn't splatter or get sticky. It doesn't matter who screams loudest only who gets most outta it!
The giant serpent, personal friend to Adam and Steve pondered the eggbeater neither had eggs, or wooden legs to stand on.
Like Viviparous Snakes with nasty shakes avoided more doggerel lavatory tap-dance advances, from Pastor Disaster and his charming fur lined cod-piece, fur harvested from organically-raised gerbils from his niece's Bush combed locks.
Meanwhile, anticipating two overweight Scotsmen waddled their way down Essex Quay eating haggis they saw Bono and Cher of course before the divorce and brain damage from slippery slopes from Tuna Hotdish! pulling a bono strolling along Liffey smelling the roses, hearing U2's "Gloria” in excellcious deodorant.
The English bulldog cocked its AK-47 and headed a football across to help Michigan. but alas it was too late. Much too late. Midnight.
The pumpkin was not needed 4+20 blackbirds filled philosophy of collectivism Hegeling with Rousseau tapping for Mandingo born Frederick Lamont (favorite stall neighbor of Larry Craig).
Good grief y'all its twew its true. I'm tapping for Mandingo. Of course, the downside to this caucus filabuster cloture is the reality of Bush's delusions that he is the Grandmaster of Up or Down, left or right.
Just remember this, nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'. Except Craig left holding a loitering ticket.
Shall we continue our game? It's only been on a 10-year hiatus. _________________________ Contrarian, extraordinaire
Second testyment
I furgot NWP Esquire was a mod, and I may not have been sufficiently respectful. So with all dues respect, please dont jail the jungle jaguar into the alliteration box, though I cheat a bit.
Tat clarified by comas
This may need some judicious commas for clarity and to prevent an exercise in high-stakes grammar pedantry.
Wares' that Spag to help us figure out whats' what in their there? Tat
It was fun until the children went to college carrying Trump lunch boxes with tracking devices very muddy shoes from burying secret information that nobody looked for until T-rumps Russian hairpiece... began sending messages by dead drop decipherable only by Russia sympathizing halfwits on house intelligence , or lack thereof, stipulated by Constructionist Courtesy of presidential outhouse vent located in EPA crater next to satan holding his Furmata by its ears he waxed cadenzically his Rolls Royce spreading Mothers Carnauba like cheap lies in flagrante delicto are worshipped by peregrinating papal potentates
alliterating all over Hertford, Hereford, Hampshire and harassing Hoosiers. Maim morassing moosers jacobin jabberwockish jargonauts jail the jungle jaguar into the alliteration box, though I cheat a bit. My skirt's unclean. played pinochle persistently
quixotic quahog quagmire To Hell with Alliterations Meanwhile... Spicy Russian dressing is just the purfect Lutefisk topping if you're Russian and stark rrrrrraving mittens you naughty Yer all assholes subtly changing tone , searching for conclusions, in alternate dimensional galaxies of alternatives and a plethora of abgnormally gnarly gnostic gnoshing gnomes gnu gnocchi gneiss I call gnuncle! Uncle Grandpa's tiger smell the rainbow! Penetrating Stay Puff In such tender cuts of meat needed fluffer nutter to complete sentence. sandwich gimme Hershey S'more so I can saturate Tetrahydro-beta-carbolines (THbetaCs) receptors and bliss out like George Winston like George Winston Striding big easy Saturate what? Man! What you ate? "Striding big easy" in tall galoshes Saturate what? Man! blown' some jazz Satchmo's Mini Smootcher cool, so cool swingers eschewing bebop riding in jalops Howling with Ginsberg smoking a hookah Originally Posted By: TatumAH blotting Owsley Paisleys
Ain’ta man alive "Yer all assholes" well . . . he was! Until enlightenment darkened Charmin cleaned up Whipple's squeezed loaf in aisle four where fairies dwell ”Yer all assholes" Yer darn tootin! Rootin' tootin' cowboy after eating beans Don Rickles died Makes me sad makes me frown makes me insult ”Yer all assholes" Yer darn tootin! Meanwhile: after eating beans The crowd dispersed Trending upwind where the cows were masticating each udder Juan teat atta time to ungulate Donald Trumps implants. ----(period) Head in :----(colon) clouds dreaming days both sides now of his mouth sounding flatal attractions was smart feller who never made Trumps melena blacken from intestinal frackin' by tiny orange Trump Tower minions winged monkeys erupting from Trump's festering worm filled brain neurocysticercosis improved cognition in interstellar overdrive dilithium crystals failed She's gonna blow! Kardashian's again Scotty? way down below all she's got Cranked to eleven onyer radio dial "BORN TO BE...." wildebeest, what's gnu besides the obvious
so far: in interstellar overdrive dilithium crystals failed She's gonna blow! Kardashian's again Scotty? way down below all she's got Cranked to eleven onyer radio dial "BORN TO BE...." wildebeest, what's gnu besides the obvious REVISED STANTURD VERSION
Get outta here! Ignoring subtle suggestions... Ooga booga zork! !Kroz agoob agoO Gimme a break! Nah, just kidding...
Pile it on. Donald Trump thought HAMMER A STAKE Why would we submit to voters said undemocratic Republicans. while Q reigns Supreme in stupidity with Trump's #QCucksClan with SCROTUS unscrewpulous lacking in branes suitable for mycelia My goodness me! A poster child? You mean shitferbranes? Nincompoops take exception Report to mod
Hey Great to see you BC! The last time you said "out you go" to me, it meant I was heading for a stay in the BAD CAT BOX I kinda miss my old home away from home! But I have been a kinda good cat lately so please dont invoke your Emeritus-MOD status and throw me into the dreaded Briar patch! TAT
Hey Great to see you BC! The last time you said "out you go" to me, it meant I was heading for a stay in the BAD CAT BOX I kinda miss my old home away from home! But I have been a kinda good cat lately so please dont invoke your Emeritus-MOD status and throw me into the dreaded Briar patch! TAT
Ken: hey elayne Elayne: I see Catherwood is set up to talk to himself when nobody's about. Ken: you caught me munching. you know, the early bird gets the worm? Elayne: Grubs again, grumble grumble...
HOW DID YOU KNOW? Maybe just a guess, as supposedly covid has resulted in an average 2 pounds per month weigh increase. Mine has only been a 10 pound increase, but I started with a too high baseline!
HOW DID YOU KNOW? Maybe just a guess, as supposedly covid has resulted in an average 2 pounds per month weigh increase. Mine has only been a 10 pound increase, but I started with a too high baseline!
Blast from the past ! 3 word game, the early years!
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Re: 3 word story game Schlack #26369 08/19/07 02:49 PM Offline Tatuma old hand Joined: Sep 2004 Posts: 4,290
Quote Meantime, back at the undisclosed location, the world's most secretive, unpopular vice Eunuchtary Executive dangled his storied namesake, cursing nitroglycerin's contraindications and started the penile prosthesis pumping amidst gasps and snickers, Rove's spin came all unspun in a most unpredictable way. The Rovian hairpiece flew onto the plate ____________________
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Naturally Bunthorne (Oscar Wilde lampoonie) remain unmarried at least to a woman. G&S had curious names for their characters that they lampooned!
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Bunthorne: In that case unprecedented, Single I must live and die – I shall have to be contented With a tulip or lily! (Takes a lily from button-hole and gazes affectionately at it.)
ALL. He will have to be contented With a tulip or lily! In that case unprecedented (etc.) Greatly pleased with one another, To get married we/they decide. Each of us/them will wed the other, Nobody be Bunthorne's Bride! DANCE.