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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.
So, what shall we do with this then?
It would make for a lengthy Cheddars game.
Let us make statements of the utmost profundity.
Would you care to give us an example?
We could bet on who counts wrong first.
Well, it won't be me, that's for sure.
Has anyone written formal rules for this game?
No, for rules are a form of enslavement!
I think we need a ruling on contractions.
I'd say they're one word. What about abbreviations?
Endless disputing,
Legalisms abounding;
Eight words - so simple!
What a concise, elegant and poetic summing up.
I think abbreviations are fine, but not contractions.
Is an abbreviation precisely one word, or less?
As resident pedant, I say unto you "fewer".
So, we count abbreviations as half a word?
These are not the robots you are seeking.
Thank God for that; makes me feel old.
You are only as old as you feel.
Or as old as the man you feel.
Eight words is easy. Five is more tricky.
Five words makes one thought. Eight allows two.
Five allow two! Perhaps more! (How many more?)
Gathering thoughts in eight words requires considerable focus.
Mathematics! Scientifiction! Sufism! Mornington Crescent! My head explodes!
This is all too philosophical for average MC-ers.
How would you describe the "average" Crescenter, then?
Me - five foot six, brown hair, green eyes.
Is that average? I'm taller with brown eyes.
"Average" and "typical" are rarely, if ever, synonymous.
I'm like snorgle only I have blue eyes.
That simulpost made nonsense out of my entry.
Should the number of consecutive posts be limited?
I think that a strong case can be
made for limiting the number of consecutive postings
by a single player, and although I could
make out a detailed and reasoned argument, I
think the point is best made by example.
So will you give us an example then?
We must reassemble Raak's head, all of us.
But he never told us his eye colour!
I suggest we use both blue and brown.
I still have a photo of him somewhere.
His original eyes must be somewhere around, surely?
I found the photo. Raak has brown eyes.
I do to. Not sure if that's relevant.
I've found his brain. It'll need a reboot.
Here is a boot that you can use.
Could we use Knobbly's eyes in Raak's sockets?
Where was my head before I was born?
I'm not sure that I like Raak's idea.
I think Knobbly meant to say "Darren's idea".
One asks where is all this leading to?
The raindrop is extinguished on reaching the ocean.
Only to be evaporated again the following Tuesday.
While Tuesdays themselves are reborn every single week.
Change the subject before someone quotes Rod Stewart.
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Game suggestion: quotable quotes in exactly eight words.
Extended, truncated or paraphrased as necessary to fit.
I feel the need, the need for speed.
To be or not: that is the question.
When the apple does fall the worm will fly.
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! Nine!
The bough grows as the twig is bent.
Silk purse from a sow's ear? You're joking.
The proper study of mankind is man, dude.
Many hands can easily form a trade union.
Name's Ozymandias, Uber-rex: regardez these, dudes and despair.
Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies, banana.
Everyone agrees a wealthy bachelor needs a wife.
Ask not for whom the bell tolls (you).
Told you before how to peel an orange.
Never say 'I doubt that will ever happen!'
Bird in hand equals two in the bush.
Best to get it done sharpish, as t'were.
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
Red rings, sneezing, falling down dead? Probably plague.
Curse your house one thousand eye of bat.
She sells shells on the shore, I'm sure.
Rice, treacle, mix, pop! Walk, drink, spend, pop!
A stitch in time saves eight or so.
The force, Pike, use the force. Stupid boy!
Jack and Jill had a climbing accident, sadly
Humpty Dumpty fell from a wall; royally irreparable.
Simple Simon says want it, want it NOW.
Little Bo Peep is a proper air head.
York's Grand Old Duke tested various men/hill formations.
Sorry, no way is "men/hill" one word.
Fictitiouscompounding both/and unspiritful, ungood. Suggest "military". Disobfuscationalise octologality.
When in doubt - KISS - Keep It Simple Stupid!
Dr. Who eats three shredded Klingons for breakfast.
The Rain in Spain falls wherever it wants!
Twinkle twinkle little star. Bugger, it's an aeroplane.
Second favorite each way four thirty Sandown Park
Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.
When in doubt, blush. And pay more attention.
If at first you don't succeed, give up.
Looks like everyone has given up since Saturday.
All games go very quiet at the weekend. Never call me controversial.
Perhaps it is the heat making everyone lethargic
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