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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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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
More likely they have better things to do.
Now that my holiday is over, I don't.
Been away for a while. How is everyone?
This game would scare the arse off Rincewind.
I can scarcely imagine someone without an arse.
Some people can make an arse of themselves.
I have a strange feeling that somehow it
Well? Please do not leave us in suspense.
Perhaps Inkspot has fainted in the extreme heat.
Or been struck by lightning. Anyone else storming?
No, but a VERY loud aeroplane passed earlier.
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