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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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Bloody Christmas muzak in all the shops already.
I wish it couldn't be Christmas every day.
"Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?" Cheeses, no.
Well, now I want to change the subject.
I don't like losing my voice, at all.
I've looked everywhere and can't find it, KagomeShuko.
Look! There it is! Go stop it, quickly!
It turned out to be only an echo.
to be only an echo. only an echo.
If only Monday was an echo of Saturday.
You can say that again, pen. Bloody traffic!
Decent covering of snow this morning. Now thaw.
(pen) Same here in the Elevated Surrey Desert.
House tidy, presents wrapped. Shame we'll be away.
Too late for any more Xmas shopping now.
Merry Christmas. Hanukkah's been over for a while.
Too many mince pies. I'm farting currants now.
This can only mean they pass through unchanged.
This is metaphorical of an esoteric spiritual truth.
I’ve had enough of unchanged raisins. Long story.
Today's positive: It's actually a sunny Monday morning.
The sun dazzled me whilst driving to hospital.
And yesterday was a sunny beaut. Today's glum.
The sun has got its hat on today.
The moon, though, is happy to parade starkers.
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