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Each Move Must Consist Of Precisely Eight Words
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Just as it says on the tin. What happens in the game may be debated in the game: perhaps it'll be a conversation, perhaps a word-limited reprise of various games we play, or whatever.
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[Botherer] Nice to see you here Prince Charles!
Listening to French radio sometimes helps. Wonder why?
[pen] I have no idea. My it's hot!
French radio is generally rubbish, except for FIP.
(Softers) What's your it and why's it hot?
A propos nowt, when is it home time?
Soon. Very soon. At least I hope so.
Well, another month already. Autumn is nearly here.
Not quite yet. The weekend was a scorcher.
One week later. And only I speak. Why?
'Cos you're a bit of a chatterbox, Pen.
Is there anyone here who fancies Nigella Lawson?
Not obsessively, Rosie. She is quite attractive though.
She has a sort of louche appeal.
She fancies herself too much for my taste.
Nigella! *daydreams for a while*   No, not me.
The mental image of her father is off-putting!
Thou shalt not have fantasies about Nigella's father!
She is far too sugary in my opinion.
Sugary? Do you mean Nigella or her father?
Her Dad's a climate sceptic and therefore bonkers.
[Rosie] Are you sure that you don't have that backwards?
(CdM) It's quite plausible that he's bonkers a priori.
His name, anagramatically, is We all sign on.
That reminds me of Bob Monkhouse on HIGNFY.
I am not sure about making amusing anagrams.
Are you concerned with the propriety of it?
My hair is now fifty shades of grey.
[pen] Hair dye makes it fifty shades darker.
Then why doesn't it work on my beard?
It is hair dye, it's not BEARD dye.
I am told that you can't dye beards.
No-one told Billy Connolly that. His was pink.
[pen] That's true, but what about his beard?
Are you challenging Phil as top filth merchant?
I do not want filth. Family phrases accepted.
Hidden textI am not sure about making awkward rhopalic.
I have no idea whence this reputation came.
Acrophil sounds like a top man to me.
Apologies, but when they pop up, I'm obliged.
November. Not a good month for eight words?
January, February, March, April, May, June, July, Aug-Oh.
I only know seven words, including these words.
[Phil] No wonder you keep losing at Scrabble.
I'm the one who always loses at Scrabble.
[pen] You might be having a bad spell.
Only seven words I know. These seven only.
At least there is a bit of variety.
Looks like six to me, Phil.
Seven! Including these seven, I know seven words!
But do you know what they mean, severally?
These seven words? Only I know, I know.
I only know I've been to the dentist.
I guess you know the drill by now.
Thankfully, I have learnt more words. Another six.
Are they in English, Welsh, Hungarian or Basque?
Two free lunches this week for me. Hurrah!
No free lunches for me though. Boo! Hiss!
[Rosie] Yes, they're English, Welsh, Hungarian or Basque.
Basque? Isn't that a piece of female underwear?
I thought it was a French lobster soup.
"Helleau. Je suis un Freynch lobsterrrre from Normandie!"
I thought it was the Spanish football coach.
Are you calling pen a charabanc? How ungentlemanly!
He's frighteningly accurate - I have so much seat!
Did CdM just play eight words, as requested?
When eight is appropriate, that's what I use. Usually.
Fashion experts say nine is the new eight.
That's just word game inflation. Resist it!
It's Friday, Friday. Gotta get down on Friday.
Steady on, Phil, have you asked the wife?
Who do you take me for? Robinson Crusoe?
It's good to see the philth is undiminished.
We'll need another eight words - about Christmas - soon.
Oh how I hope my wages are in.
Merry Christmas to all in the Morniverse today.
Bah! Humbug! But mince pies are rather nice.
More cheese, vicar? Don't mind if I do!
I hope that everyone had a Merry Christmas!
I shattered the peace with carols on trombone.
Tromboneronial carols sound fun. I ate too much.
I did not drink enough in my opinion.
I never drink enough at Christmas. Blasted family!
Drinking it and topping up bottles with water?
Awkward being the only drinker in the house.
I made a very alcoholic Christmas Pud sauce.
Was it just a glass of neat brandy?
More like half a bottle and some flour.
Why waste brandy by adding flour, I ask?
Otherwise it would just fall off the fork.
There was also sugar and butter. Tremendously nutritious.
Surely a spoon is the implement for puddingisationalists?
Softers might be going in with a straw!
Custard. That is all I have to say.
Which toothpaste for mains and which for dessert?
I hate most toothpaste. Stupid horrible minty vileness.
Toothpaste is a very good trombone slide lubricant.
Does it keep the trombone in mint condition?
That is one of the better trombone jokes.
Tits pecking at my nuts in the garden.
What has that got to do with trombones?
Trombone: a Swanee Whistle with delusions of grandeur.
Just-a one-a cornetto; one too many, I'd say.
Sorry, pen, didn't realize that trombones were compulsory.
Robot Men! Rob me not or entomb trombone.
The trombone makes a very good water pistol.
In any case I'm better at the piano.
Aiming a piano is harder than aiming trombones.
Seventy-six trombones. Hundred-and-ten cornets. I rest my case.
I thought there was just one cornet. Oh!
(Tuj) There is, as I said on Tuesday.
Good grief. My iPad works in the loo.
Not only that but you've acquired a capital.
I was enthroned at the time. Quite appropriate.
Yes, even Her Maj must have a crap. V good, BTW.
Anyone got owt interesting to say about February?
February : Rub Faery. Be a furry. Bear fury.
Best month: sort of has "brewery" in it.
Even better, it has my birthday in it.
You still won't be as old as me.
What happened to that Twix I just bought?
I had traffic jam at breakfast this morning.
Strawberry, apricot, and gooseberry, layered in the jar.
I find "pen's Twix" very difficult to enunciate.
What a murky February day. Not much fun.
Yes, it is even trying to snow here.
New Year's Resolution not to drink remains intact.
You must be extremely dehydrated. Saves weeing, though.
I'll watch the windy miller teach weather tonight.
I spent most of today doing the ironing.
Yesterday, I watched "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"
Yesterday I painted walls and ceiling - 2 coats
Two coats? Turn the heating up a bit.
Dutch reflexive verbs in the 'past perfectum' - aaaargh.
I shall counter that with - "Welsh prepositional mutations".
It's either too many or too few vowels.
Ancient Greek: Aorist tense. Middle voice. Such fun!
(pen) Actually it's all to do with consonants.
Have just eaten proper, tangy, British cheddar. Delish.
How can cheese be like a mathematical operator?
I don't know. How can it, Rosie? (joke?)
Hello folks, I still exist. That's all really.
Del is a mathematical operator, among other things.
"Number please?" Is that what you allude to?
Even the cheese is holey like a zero.
Will this holey cheese freeze at zero degrees?
Zero is just an eight in a belt.
Haven't you got that precisely arse about face?
Finally have spring weather, which means April showers.
It seems our spring skipped the year again.
I have discovered the delights of lunchtime hiking.
I have discovered the delights of lunchtime lunching.
I have discovered lunches with some delightful hikers.
I have delighted some hikers with lunchtime discoveries.
I've lunched on hikers and discovered they're delightful.
My local café has hiked its delightful lunches.
Anyone got eight lovely words for May? Anyone?
My aunt's middle name was May. Florence May.
Berry, blossom, bug, day, fair, flower, fly, pole
"May the force be with you." Too geeky?
May the Tenth... for lisping campers. (Stolen joke)
Friday post. Three-day Whitsun weekend for cloggies. Hoera!
There was a hoopoe in my garden yesterday
I can't beat that. Saw cranes yesterday though.
Red kites for me yesterday. Yet again. Boring!
Saw peregrines at Lincoln Cathedral today, via webcam.
Today I handed in my notice at work
[NJ] Congratulations!
[INJ] Bold step. What's next, young man? (Apart from making up for other's shortfalls)
[Pen] 'Young man'!? - I'm taking (slightly) early retirement.
Needed eight words. 'Sir', too formal. 'Old', rude.
Hoopoe confirmed as 35th ever sighting in Derbyshire
35th ever bird in Derbyshire? That many? Really?
What exactly constitutes an individual sighting? Serious question.
Oh, come on, you never ask serious questions. :-)
[CdM] Too complex for here - see banter page.
[CdM] So serious it warranted precisely eight words!
I'll use eight words if the occasion demands. If.
Eight words is easy for others. Not you?
I bet CdM thinks he's really cool.
What're the most famous eight words in history?
We will fight them on the beaches. Yeah.
Were you a mod or a rocker, pen?
"To be or not to be? That is"
Body: woman (meek, feeble); stomach: man (hairy, beer)
Four score and seven years ago our forefathers
Let them eat cake, cake, and more cake.
In the beginning were the Words. Eight Words.
The moment one learns English, complications set in.
Please don't say that to a foreign doctor.
Much have I travelled in the realms of gold
He would say that, wouldn't he, your honour?
Mandy Rice-Davies is not quite your type, pen.
Legitimate travelling, or just Bermuda tax domiciling days?
Monday... Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Then... Saturday, Sunday!
Sometimes the weekend should last all week long.
Like each move here's eight words - Eight Days!
OK, done Friday morning. Next: attack Friday afternoon!
Miles and miles and miles of boxes. Help.
Shall I add yet another mile of boxes?
You need some ribbons and bows for them.
Please, God, no. I can't find anything anymore.
Situation critical. Citronella candle keeps going out. Mozzieeessssssss...
Are the mozzies weeing on it or sunnink?
Kamikazi mozzies dive-bombing the guttering flame..... what larks!
I wonder what proportion survive this suicidal megathermality.
Is anyone else watching the tennis? No? OK.
Well actually, I was. I watch much sport.
The people here are turning themselves inside out.
Inside out and falling through ceilings? Sounds dangerous!
What can I say? My workplace is exciting.
Catnip oil keeps mozzies away from your skin.
Isn't catnip oil a Potion of Summoning Felines?
Let's treat this game to some July posts.
Bright sunshine plus "dress down Friday" equals shorts :)
The heat makes me feel like I'm melting.
Here, casual Friday usually means wearing no tie.
Can you get away with wearing no pants?
Ask me again on Friday evening, we'll see.
Do Brits still use "trousers," rather than "pants?"
Yes. And we're always 'Britons', not Brits. Ithengyew.
Many of us use both. Trousers over pants.
Actually, some of us are Brits. But don't tell pen.
Pants are more often undergarments for both sexes.
According to the OED, it's a young herring.
And Brit meaning 'Briton' is third definition down
Reminds me of NOTW and The Sun so...
never use it about myself. Awful ugly abbreviation!
Britons were displaced by Anglo-Saxons. How about Britisher?
[Phil - Bless you!] My shiny new grand-daughter sneezed fifteen times yesterday.
[Chalks] That's almost a whole years-worth in one go.
My shiny new grand-daughter is in New Zealand.
[Software] That's about as far as possible from Jersey.
Six drafts. Now number seven gets underway.
6 drafts? You'r quite a boozer, aren't you?
There's no-one that can drink like our Pen.
If only it was as nice as beer.
Beer absorbed rapidly tonight thanks to prior dehydration.
I am guessing you don't need a humidifier.
A toilet might be a good thing though.
Let's treat this game to some August posts.
Eheu fugaces labuntur anni! Is that august enough?
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose
I Fort Augustus was a town in Scotland.
Another day. Another eight words. C'est la vie.
Wedding anniversary tomorrow. Must remember to visit shop.
Why not try a restaurant? Far more congenial.
Dinner, washing-up, then out for coffee and dessert.
That strange foreign custom - going out for afters
Because it's so expensive to eat out here!
[pen] My french relations do pud and coffee out
Makes sense. Low-fat, low-cal firsts, sweet indulgent afters!
Who's going to give the next eight words?
I solemnly predict that it will be Rosie.
Right. But then immediately wrong again. Tough luck.
One simply cannot win against this fiendish wench.
More predictions: how many words in CdM's next?
And when the next comment about infrequent commenting?
No-one knows all the answers. How can they?
They simply bribe the examiners with propelling pencils.
Oh Wednesday, Thursday Friday, hurry the fuck up.
So, shagging only at the weekend, is it?
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