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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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The first's the building where Santa's team works.
The last is someone who gives bondage classes.
Should we find another list of random words?
Pack my box with five dozen liquor jugs.
Random? It seems the monkeys have typed Shakespeare. Er, sorry Raak, old chap.
OED random word generator II: topsoil moellon toughly
Great name for Public House: Pug Pup Pub.
Or how about this one: The Starving Starling?
Expanding on Raak's: 'Satan, oscillate my metallic sonatas'
I seem to have stalled three games. Sorry.
Nail gnats, Aesop, or pay apropos East Anglian.
Hidden textCould we make a game out of this?
Big gnat? Small ogre? "Ergo Tango, gnat ogre!"
Hmmm. Re: bum sag - Rosie is "orgasm über"
Known. Ten animals I slam in a net.
Time for another seven words, I suppose.
I can handle posting eight, so can you.
It's taken ages to find the right eight.
I have just found another eight lying around.
Here's three more.
I must find five to make it right.
Ha! Chance would be a fine thing, Phil.
Je suis en le France avec mes amis.
J'ai parlez Francais com un vache Espanol, Oui.
'Dwi'n siarad Cymraeg fel Saeson, mae'n ddrwg geni.
Three words saying it's Thursday? Friday minus one.
Weekend minus two? Monday morning minus four? Yuk!
One, two, miss a few, ninety-nine, one-hundred! Coming!
We must get over this obsession with numbers.
I agree. Let's make it Greek letters instead.
My favourites are zeta, xi, theta and psi.
And I thought you were an alpha male.
Funnily enough, that'th what Catherine Theta Joneth thaid.
Is it lunchtime yet? Did someone mention pie?
Have you got permission to eta pi, pen?
Permission? It's more like Pie et mon droit.
Pun time? If you can't beta them, join them.
One man's meta is another man's poison. Aye.
One man's meat is another man's poisson. Oui.
One man's meat is another man's possum. Beaut!
One man's meat is another man's posaune. Ja!
Hidden textTrombones taste awful, actually.
Have you tried eating troms off the bone?
And chase it down with sacks of phones.
I've just booked a two-night break in Ipswich.
What do you plan to break there, pen?
The monotony and effort of working life, Softers.
Working life? Ah, yes. I can remember that.
Only another 17 years to go until retirement.
The first eight words in October? Really? Blimey.
Some of us are more active than others.
Is there a game for the naturally reticent?
Hidden textDon't answer, obviously.
It's would be the 'No Moves Necessary' game.
I'm busy with other things these days, alas.
Are you grandfathering a new generations of Crescenters?
Grandfathering is easy. I've seven at last count.
Yes, penelope. He's due to be born tomorrow.
Oh my word... back to the future, Grandad!
It's bleddy dark, innit folks? Not very keen.
Oh, there goes "No-Move-Ember". No-one tell you, pen?
[Tuj] I've got the golden ticket. You lose.
A small bonfire planned for tonight. Just because.
Do the clogs understand the Guy Fawkes fascination?
Nope. Most of them don't know about it..
Wingtips, loafers, and trainers, however, love it dearly!
Not to mention winkle-pickers, brothel-creepers, espadrilles and Jesus-boots!
That is quite a substantial list of footwear.
I can only wear one pair at once.
Why wear a pair, my dear old thing?
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