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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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We'll let that roll off into the distance.
Balls roll well when the ground's not frozen.
Surely even better when the ground is frozen.
Especially those balls belonging to a brass monkey.
The weather has now taken a warmer turn.
I thought the heat was just my age.
Eighty in the shade, pen? Don't believe you.
Am I eighty in Fahrenheit or Celsius? Important!
And how does that translate into dog degrees?
Dogs always have masters, never bachelors or PhDs.
[pen] Applau, applau, applau, and one more applau.
Dogs are much better educated than I'd thought!
How well did you think dogs were educated?
I thought they mostly stopped with obedience school.
The purebreds on to Barking and Dogenham College
Long old day. Had enough. Turning laptop off.
In the transhuman future, laptop turns you off.
[Raak] You're a ray of sunshine today. *Click*
Sunshine does not come out until the dawn
And in most of Britain not even then.
What comes out in Britain is best avoided
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