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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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provide
some
assistance.
If there's one person you can count on...
Then it's that bloke who calls himself Abacus
My pal "Fingers" McLone is also very reliable.
I blame entropy. Always have done, always will.
[Superman] What gave you that random thought, mate?
Rogue alpha particle(s) emitted by kryptonite molecule, probably
Kryptonite's not an alpha-emitter. But booze is.
[Rosie] You're right. Apparently kryptonite emits 'vita' particles.
It's Kryp tonite but what about tomorrow nite?
[Rosie] Blud perhaps? Prediction is a mug's game.
[Pen] I find entropy's an easy woe target.
September, and onward towards winter chill and fog.
You'd think. Still sweaty and wearing shorts here.
This must be a most alluring sight, pen
It's still very hot in Southwest Louisiana.
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock. Mr Spock.
Hidden textI am unsure if that is 8 words or 14. Or 11. I have now also learned that in hide tags apostrophes do not work. Which means I sound like Spock.
Illogicality is the opium of the lazy mind.
Not if you try and elucidate its structure.
Does the sun know when it should set?
Whenever it gets that sinking feeling, I suspect.
Well, September at its end, winter upon us.
There is no winter coming soon in Louisiana.
The clocks have gone back exactly sixty minutes!
Not here, they haven’t!
They will soon, though.
No they won’t!
They go forwards at this season down under.
Correct! Because the earth rotates in the opposite direction.
Only because you're looking at it upside down.
Bloody snow, the very cheek of the weather!
The freakin' weather here cannot make up its mind.
Finally, my leaking roof is fixed. Touch wood.
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