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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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Nice. I watched stars and bats last night.
Stars and Bats? Is that a reality show?
Hot. 25 in the grounds of Plas Huws.
Truck fire in motorway tunnel on route home.
Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger
Got stuck behind tractor. Eight minute commute today.
It took me two hours to drive home.
Last night, only took 1 hour 10 mins
Driving to work this morning: 25 mins. Gutted.
Six minutes almost every day. Including this one.
What is this "work" of which everyone speaks?
I have this thing that is called "school."
I have this horrible thing called 'being workshy'
Another eight words for Friday? Can't be bothered.
First and last day at work this week.
I have started a new game at MCiOS
It's work themed, lest that seem a non-sequitur.
Catching the Blighty-bound ferry tomorrow evening, hurrah hurrah!
Let us all tap our barometers and smile.
Can we still do the tapping smile, Rosie?
Alas no. Tapped mine and broke the glass.
Hidden textLiterally so. There must have been some stress or crack in it before.
I meant metaphorically. I'm all weekend in Zeeland.
Come on England. Three more wickets this afternoon.
England fail - football, rugby, cricket bloody useless, bah!
Why waste time watching? Get outside! Summer!
Get inside! Rain! Bring the washing in quick!
I'm a year older than a week ago.
A year in a week! That's time-lapse, pen. Appy burfdy.
Little pleasure in eight words: beer and crisps.
I mean 'small pleasure'. That meant the opposite.
Beer and crisps, beer and crisps. Beer. Crisps.
I think I'm really ready for a holiday.
Playing cricket on a Tuesday afternoon, in sunshine.
[Phil] Do you still have a job? Nights?
[pen] Yes I do. It's rather flexible though.
Are we running out of eight words? Sad.
Novel octets are
Extraordinarily
Hard to keep going.
I disagree, sir; I find them quite easy.
Blimey! Is this still going. I am amazed.
I've finished making my telescope, the Mk II.
Can you see the pub from there, Rosie?
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