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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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Surely that depends on what activities pleasures you?
There you go again. You really are disgraceful.
A PAIR OF PANTS! That's two heavy breaths.
[Rosie] I giggle cos mother thinks I'm innocent!
Flush, swirl, sounds of where game is heading.
Ladies or gents? Or perhaps both, it seems.
We must stop this going down the pan.
We always revert to toilet humour when bored.
I'm not bored. I'm panicing. Big exam today.
Deep breath, Lib. Stay calm, and enjoy it! :o)
Good luck, Lib, better luck this time, eh?
Exam time, what joy, results time, what sorrow.
That's a bit of a pessimistic attitude, moroni
Prepare for the worst. Hope for the best.
An optimist cannot ever be pleasantly surprised, penelope.
I think they can - because they're hopeful chaps
I mean - why should expectation somehow negate surprise?
I think I'd call myself a realistic optimist
Is that better than an unrealistic pessimist, then?
We went from toilet humour to this quickly!
We've all had a crap, and feel good.
Let's swiftly move onto a less toilet-based subject!
Does a hyphenated word count one or two?
Personally, I would count it as one. This-though-would-be-a-cheat!
Haven't we had this debate before? Ruling, please?
Sorry, I don't have a ruler on me
I have. Hyphenated words always count as one.
Let us all take that as definitive. Sorted!
How about a quick hands-up for the 'not-sures'?
Can I put half a hands-up for maybe?
Is that an absolutely positive definite maybe, snorgle?
I'm in the not-quite-so-sure-that-this-is-so-cut-and-dried-as-gil-seems-to-think-it-is group, myself. I think.
The generally-in-agreement word-perfect linguistically-dual Betws-y-Coed cottage-dwellers say no.
[CdM] Why not found the-try-to-take-the-concept-to-a-logical-though-somewhat-absurdist-extreme-or-at-least-to-the-level-to-which-one-can-be-fussed-to-do-in-the-next-minute-or-so-provided-the-attention-span-lasts-and-one-doesn't-get-confused-by-the-lack-of-commas-or-other-such-things-such-as-the-fact-I've-pretty-much-forgotten-where-I-was-ah-yes-the-absurdist-extremes-that's-the-one group? More fun!
...and besides flights of fancy, I'd say no.
How is the weather today where you are?
Sunny with occasional cloud, and really quite warm.
Forty Nine Degrees Farenheight, chance of snow tonight.
Moroni, that's chilly. What country are you in?
85°F in my office. Blazing sunshine, central heating.
Central heating? Fools. Don't you use centigrade yet?
USA but I am originally from the UK.
Even with centigrade central heating is sometimes necessary.
I prefer to heat with Fahrenheit. It's hotter.
Kelvin is the hottest, zero is tricky though.
Absolutely! Absolute zero, easily defined. Tricky to find.
Not at all. Google Whitehall. Click on Intelligence.
Bloody hell! I passed. Very very very happy.
Hurrah! Fantastic news Lib! Very well done indeed!
Don't go and get drunk, Lib. Medically inadvisable.
Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay!
Congratulations, Lib, we all agree you deserve it.
Thank you all very much indeed. Appreciated. Ta!
Well done Lib. Now you can play MC.
I'll admit I never took the MC test
I passed, but got stuck in Dollis Hill.
Late as always - but ... well done that Lib!
I hope there's a job for you, lib.
Sorry that you got stuck in Dollis Hill.
It's better than getting stuck in Silent Hill.
Silent Hill... in the old Mime Crescent game?
This game would not work better in mime.
I don't know, why don't we try it?
Mime it is, - - - - -
Nope, no idea Moroni. What's the nodding for?
. - + + - + . ,
*Pretends to be shut in an invisible box*
[Knobblers] Ah Got it! You're a bent-over person?
[Obviously that doesn't apply if the box is tall]
(Knobbly) You're Schrödinger's Cat. Are you still there?
If you are, are you dead or alive?
Maybe we could take a look? Puzzle solved.
No, I'm afraid that would be puzzle aborted.
Let's put him in this Klein bottle instead.
My mobius band seems to go on forever.
I blame the guitarist - all those endless solos.
Lucky you're not a jazz fan. Bass solos.
Triangle or gong solos are not very entertaining.
It depends how long they go on for.
Personally, I do not like maracas solos much.
Sounds like someone dropping a box of dominoes
You can't go wrong with a kazoo solo.
I'd prefer the swannee whistle please. More dulcet.
Not as dulcet as the dulcimer I say.
I'd say a harp solo is even dulceter.
Dulceter sounds like a rather twee small town.
It is east of Camberwick Green, near Trumpton.
Pugh, Pugh, Barny McGrew, Cutherbert, Dibble and Grout.
A little known fact. Lib can play harp.
You'll have to bring it to a pilg.
Is the harp bigger than a bread bin?
Smaller than a phonebox, but bigger than breadbin.
Begins with a P? (oops! wrong game)
[Lib] Begins with a P? (oops! wrong game)
How did you "pluck" the courage to play?
[I Say, Porter!] That was a bit close.
A close shave, eh? Many ladies like that.
Some, in my experience, prefer the opposite, fortunately.
Back, sack and crack? Better than close shaving!
I lie. Men are best in natural form.
Lib's right. I prefer slightly hairy men too.
I prefer slightly hairy women, come to that.
Slightly hairy women, like ones with nice beards?
Just on the head, maybe a small moustache.
You're not in favour of luxuriant armpits, then?
I've always thought armpit shaving a strange custom.
I wonder if the armpit dreadlock's been invented.
Wonder no longer. Rest assured, it has. Awesome.
Does anyone dye their armpit hair as well?
This is reaching high levels of the bizarre.
I should hope so. We're all highly educated.
I wonder. How many of us have tattoos?
Not me. Doesn't mean you're educated though, surely?
Tatoos - Moving pictures all year round for partner.
I have no tattoos. But I am pierced.
Tanni Grey-Thompson has tattooed right big toe
My lower lip is stretched like Sting's mate's
Phil, you big pouter! Do you dribble much?
I lied. My body has no deliberate modifications.
Piercings? Tattoos? Are we a bunch of fetishists?
My well-being depends on plastic in two forms.
That would be credit and debit one assumes.
Ha! No! Plastic lenses and acrylic upper denture.
Sadly, that is the 'joy' of getting old.
Do any of you lovely crescenters have tattoos?
Not I. To me they are simply repulsive.
No, not me. I never saw a need.
(Lib) I asked that only a few moves back.
BUM'OLES - that's nine. Replace a few with thirteen.
I prefer the chiaroscuro of wrinkles to tattoos.
And unlike tattoos, they don't fade over time.
Will Lib reveal where she has been pierced?
Sorry Rosie. I expected to be asked. Its....
Interesting lack of apostrophe. Look forward to continuation.
I find no apostrophes is better than wrong!
Such tantalizing silence, Lib. We can only imagine.
[Softers] I've never been tantalised by punctuation... oh.
Let's talk about gas stoves. They're very interesting.
We have a gas stove, it is nice.
Personally, I hate gas. Our stove is electric.
Its a nipple bar. I cook on gas.
I preferred coal gas. Very short intense flame.
A nipple bar sounds fun. Two pints please.
Try searching Google Images for "nipple bar". Ouch!
I searched and found this picture. Ouch indeed.
A picture makes up for a thousand words!
Really? Then write a thousand words about it!
Does that mean CdM has broken the rules?
Rules are made to be broken, it's said.
CdM has made 125 moves, not broken rules.
So 1/125 of a picture equals one move?
And 1/125 of a second gives one picture.
That appears to be high definition stuff indeed!
Is it time for another cup of coffee?
It's always time for another cup of coffee.
In my youth, coffee was posh. Expensive, too.
And no-one in Britain could make it properly.
Make it in a proper copper coffee pot.
I like good coffee and good tea too.
I have a massive hangover. Had exams yesterday.
I'm newly freelancing. That means no work yet. :o(
Pen I've got work. Cleaning and Ironing ok?
Lib, sounds fine to me. I love ironing.
But pen, you're worth far more than that!
Hope work appears soon! Keep going, you're ace!
Have ironing. Can send from Belgium DHL...
How did that become seven words? Add 'by'.
[Lib] She didn't tell you what she charges
It'd get creased again when I return it!
Drop it off on your way to Holland!
Put "fragile" on the packet, it may survive.
Success! I'm doing PR for a Choral Society!
Excellent. Hurrah. Well done pen. Good luck too.
OK, folks. Eight word Choral Society slogans. Go!
Carshalton Beeches Ladies' Choir. We're Singers not Mingers.
Want a song? With us you're never wrong!
No competition. I think that takes the biscuit.
Who needs a blocked nose? We've got Tunes!
Mostly in Tune Since 1965 (Except the Tenors)
No Accuse Teno's Of Singin' Wrong: It Debases
All Our Bass Are Belong To You, Folks
Hear our choir - we can Handel The Messiah.
You practice in the bath? Take more baths.
She sings sweet songs softly so she says.
Softly swishing soap suds she sits silently shampooing.
That one would definitely encourage me to attend!
You mean there are no choral financial incentives?
I was at the Epsom Derby today. Heaving.
Heaving? You ought not to drink so much.
Penelope, were you wearing a silly stylish elaborate hat?
No, in the free bit with the hoi-polloi
How did the hoi-polloi taste? Too spicy again!
Tried not to taste them. Kept my distance.
The "the" in "the hoi polloi" is redundant.
Some may say the hoi polloi are redundant.
By looks of them, a lot were.
Phil is right. Standards must be kept up.
Penelope used only seven words. Standards are falling.
The 'redundant' was redundant. I left it out.
That's neat, pen, but I am not convinced.
Alternatively, one could say "the polloi", I suppose.
I have a parrot that says, "pretty polloi"
Is your parrot from Dudley, I Say, Porter!?
I hope it is not an ex parrot.
No, it's an expatriate, living in Greece, obviously.
Isn't living in grease a messy business, Rosie?
Better than living in a Saturday night fever.
Made lemon cake this morning, for afternoon tea.
What will you eat for supper then, pen?
No idea. Fish finger sandwich, mayonnaise, ketchup maybe?
I hope you defrost the fish fingers first.
They lose their crunch when you defrost them.
yes and that is sad. crunch is best.
There's a lunatic in here! Looks friendly, though.
They're the ones you have to watch carefully.
Yes, he said "crunch". That sounds rather violent.
I like Crunchy bars straight from the fridge.
That practice denuded me of half my teeth.
"Yorkies" are like concrete when they are cold.
I hate the pathetic little nippy yappy bastards.
I tried putting golden syrup in the freezer.
ISP, try putting them in the freezer too.
Did you succeed Rosie or was it failure?
How can I succeed Rosie. I am Rosie.
I guess you could succeed at being Rosie.
I'm giving it a go. Few others would.
I would, but I can't play the trombone.
[everyone] Please, no 'neither can Rosie' gags. Thanks.
Actually, I'm a considerably better pianist than trombonist.
My music teacher asked me to stop playing.
You can't tuck a 'cello under your chin.
Nor a piano. But you wear a sousaphone.
I can't actually play any instrument at all.
I'm not very good, but I enjoy trying.
That could apply to many of my activities.
To parachute you must be good every time.
Not necessarily if you are a lucky bastard.
I didn't click on that link. Dunno why.
There is a surreal quality in that remark.
[Software] His father said he'd "bounce back". Nice.
I think you're confusing this with bungee jumping.
Bungee jumping and parachuting. What is the difference?
One is head first, the other feet first.
That can be said about lots of things.
What shall we talk about next; any ideas?
Just thinking how much I dislike windy weather.
Indeed, I hate flatulence in general. Most unsociable.
Could flatus replace fossil fuels if efficiently collected?
Certainly. And the plentiful bovine variety is odourless.
Putting cows in gasometers would be rather cruel.
What about a tube up the bum, then?
You'd never fit a cow into one of those!
(Oops. Nine words. Here's seven to compensate.)
Two wrongs do not necessarily make a right.
Shurely two negatives make a positive, if multiplied.
Two rites do not quite make a ceremony.
Two ceremonies ddon't necessarily make it right either.
Two "right" angles make a very straight line.
It's as easy as pi to say that.
Hear about the yokel mathematician? Married his cosin.
Noah used yacht varnish to get an arctan.
This conversation is a Sine of the times.
I think we need to take another angle.
Does a right angle boil at ninety degrees?
It does indeed. And removes all beetroot stains.
Methyl formate boils at approximately ninety degrees Fahrenheit.
Just back from Lisbon; ninety degrees there too.
It was ninety degrees here late last week.
I'm sure that statement is true, but WTFRU?
Somewhere where it's ninety degrees, obviously, Rosie. Duh!
It was only in the 70's today Rosie.
But enough of the weather, in sports today...
Wicket dot rain dot wicket wicket dot rain
Rain. There has been plenty of it lately.
That's not the most controversial comment I've seen.
Point of contention! Not in the Atacama desert.
The Atacama Desert is not entirely without rain.
We are not greedy take our spare rain.
Spare rain comes with a degree of humidity.
Can you get an honours degree in humidity?
Yes, but it needs less inspiration than perspiration.
No chance to perspire in this rainy weather!
Horses sweat, gentlemen perspire but ladies merely glow.
Horses sweat because "only fools and horses work".
Shurely working horses would sweat, whoever else works.
Would anti-persperant for horses work do you think?
It would die of hyperthermia. Humane, at least.
Horse sweat is an ingredient in school dinners.
In 1948 it was about the only ingredient.
In the 1970's we had "Mystery Meat", scary!!!
Can't comment. I never ate school dinners myself.
Anyway, why are they called dinners at lunchtime?
Breakfast, dinner, tea and supper. No second breakfast.
No. It's breakfast, elevenses, lunch, tea, dinner, supper.
Such regimes are the reason we're all overweight.
I prefer to say a bit chubby, myself.
Try Intermittent Fasting: eat nothing every other day.
That would play havoc with your bowel movements.
Show me a motion, tra la la la-la...
"This House strongly approves of all lavatorial humour".
Flushed with pride, round the bend with happiness.
Toilet thieves leave me nothing to go on.
Nessun Dorma, for Milan is on the Po.
Irish invented toilet, English put hole in middle.
Thank goodness for the hole. And the leak.
Other news. Job won. Moving soon. Ahoy Grantham!
One other thing. Anyone got any spare boxes?
[pen] You could try asking at wine shops.
(pen) Three in two minutes. See a doctor.
[pen] Congratulations. Grantham? Hope Thatcher not still there.
Thatcher gone? That means the roofs are leaking.
Or fewer fouls by Manchester City. About time.
We have a thatcher snatcher in the house!!!
New Balls. On the theme of Autumn, anyone?
[pen] Is that referring to your sex life?
Good Lord no. A seasonal reference, you noodle.
Autumn, I think, is the warm dark season.
"Wohl ist der Herbst ein Ehrenmann" - Johann Voß
Not all of us can speak German Knobbly.
It means "Surely is Autumn a man of honour"
Babelfish: "Probably the autumn is an honour man."
Sounds like an advert for Carlsburg to me.
Carlsburg, probably the best advert in the world.
Actually, it's spelt "Carlsberg", as in "Saccharomyces Carlbergensis".
Drat, I mistyped "Carlsbergensis". Silly me! How ironic.
An egregious error. The place is in ferment.
Ferment? I just found some mouldy leather gloves.
(pen) You could become the new Charlie Dimmock.
Calm down, Rosie. Remember what the doctor said.
What if he'd said I'd got memory loss?
Best to forget about your memory loss, Rosie.
Just remind me, what are we doing here?
[Pen] Trying to avoid discussing your sex life?
Do people in the Morniverse actually have sex?
Believe me Rosie, I do it anywhere but here
I should announce an Official Change of Subject
Only after you apologise for your extra word.
And for the indiscriminating nature of your libido.
Sorry. And I'll be more picky next time.
It won't get better if you pick it.
Isn't that what trade unnionists are always told?
Arthur Scargill would want some Flying Pickets instead.
Surely the Flying Pickets were a pop group.
Yes they were and don't call me "Surely".
Isn't that 'Don't call me Shirley', surely, moroni?
Should be Shirley but said Surely by mishtake.
I've never heard of the flying Shirleys, anyway.
Their jokes would probably go over your head
That depends upon how tall your body is.
My body? Starts at neck, finishes at legs.
Here is today's eight-word offering for your perusal.
I never really wanted to be an engine-driver.
Does that mean what you lack is "inginuity"?
I shall treat that remark with complete ignoral. © George Brown, ca. 1968.
I have fourteen daddy longlegs in my house today
One of them gave you an extra word.
Americans use "daddy longlegs" for a particular arachnid.
British daddy longlegs are not arachnids at all.
Quite so, but many think that they are.
I found an enormous caterpillar on my doorstep.
It may be an Elephant Hawk Moth Catapillar.
Hello, Bob the dog. Where have you been?
Gosh, October already. Where has this year gone?
Shooting into the past would be my guess.
There's three months to go. Anything could happen.
Uses enormous CaterpillarTM to dig up neighbour's garden
Can a CaterpillarTM fell my neighbour's bloody trees?
I'm conserving trees now, I can't allow that.
pen is the Tree Czar. Be very afraid.
Large Caterpillar can produce a very large Butterfly.
Caterpillars in the stomach must be very unnerving.
One must watch out for the butterfly effect.
Especially as it is the most dreadful tease.
Nights, we're not quite sure what you mean.
Maybe it's above our heads, like most butterflies.
Never mind, I don't think I know either.
It's fun writing about things you don't know.
Softers, you could go far in public relations.
Or be successful writing for the Daily Mail.
Or teaching at a university in France, even.
That really is a most disturbing revelation, nights.
Why thank you, Rosie. I made it myself.
Gosh! Could you make me one as well?
I'll have a go. I eat cheesy peas.
I've done it all my life. No, wait...
That is funny, I usually eat Peasy Cheese.
I prefer peas or cheese, not a melange.
Yes, some things don't blend. Marmalade and kippers.
I think they do, actually. Try high speed.
Marmalade And Kippers were a Dutch musical twosome.
Oh yes. They were banned, weren't they? Hmm?
I like a little marmalade with breakfast sausages.
Maple syrup goes well with bacon at breakfast.
I'm rather partial to Cheddar cheese and jam.
I eat my organic frozen peas with honey.
I dislike maple syrup. Golden or treacle please.
[Raak] Agreed - and also with sausages and pancakes.
Cereal-wise, lemonade isn't a good subsitute for milk.
Lemonade on Rice Krispies would go crazy wild!
Brings new meaning to snap, crackle and pop!
I'll have to try that one out now
Do let us know how you get on.
Frosties can be sent through the postal system.
They may also pass through the digestive system.
With Parcelforce they can also be anally tracked.
With Royal Mail they'll probably not get through.
ConstiparcelForce. Not eight words, just one good one.
Doesn't Parceline sound like a French girl's name?
There are no games of Mornington Crescent here.
[Rosie] No, Parceline is posh talk for china.
Isn't it a lubricant for *ahem* unmentionable practices?
Parceline hydrochloride is illegal. Street name is "wrapping".
Addicts take Sellotape afterwards to hold it together.
The French dub of Kill Bill's quite good.
How does one say "to dub" in French?
"doubler un film" means "to dub a film"
Rarely is it done well; I was surprised.
Perfume adverts on TV are always badly dubbed.
Especially on S4C, so it is widely averred.
Gerry Adams' lips still seem to be unsynchronized.
I've got to write 400 words. Hard work.
Surely that depends on the subject, doesn't it?
Hard to fit in, or to pad out?
To draw the 'news' out of the subject
Just write in a bigger font. It works.
400 = 50 x 8. Use this game.
Have we done 50 eight word moves yet?
Far more than 50 moves, I should think.
We have done about one thousand three hundred.
One thousand two hundred and thirty six.
Maybe.
Shurely you didn't count them one by one?
That would be far too tedious, I think.
No, just tedious enough. Imagine it. *stifles yawn*
A discovery - pretzels, in general, make poor sandwiches.
Have you tried filling the holes with cheese?
[Rosie and Quenders] Hint: click on a name.
[Tuj] Amazing! I'd not noticed that till then.
(Tuj) You might have told us right click.
Yes, that would have been far more informative.
Have you noticed the mornings are getting darker?
I can't tell, it's been too dark recently.
Me neither, because I don't get up early. you could say.
How about seven words for a while?
Some very quick thinking there by CdM.
Surely that would change the game's nature?
Newcomers might be confused by a change.
Seven words from now on. That's clear.
I am certainly willing to try it.
What if that scrolls off the top?
What if some of us refuse to co-operate?
You'll be Procrusteanised.
Yeah, we'll have to compensate for you
ti la sol fa mi re do
Does anyone know what game Rosie is playing?
Oi Rosie, what's your game, sunshine? Seven?
Just trying it on a bit, friends. :-)
So, are we doing seven and/or eight?
[Phil] I'm sticking to my guns. [Rosie] Ha!
I'm with Tuj here. Eight gives more scope.
[Rosie] Well, sure it does. Fourteen gives even more scope than that. Your point?
[CdM] Point: eight's in the title. Fourteen isn't.
Now, now lads, keep it nice. A decision?
I vote to keep it as it was.
I agree; that is probably the simplest solution.
After all, that's the name of the game.
Octoverbal moves are what you shall see from me.
Four-nil, four-nil, four nil, four-nil!
I thought we'd decided hyphenations counted as one?
Quite so. A yellow card for Rosie, then.
And another one for Phil, wouldn't you say?
We must take a stand against invalid moves.
Why?
Oops! Meant to say "you'll" not "you shall".
Crossharbour & London Arena, home at Goodge Street.
This could end in tears, mark my words
Canary Wharf, declaring home at Tottenham Court Road.
This game is morphing. Are we getting bored?
[Softers] Not morphing; it's in the game description.
CdM really is a wind-up merchant, isn't he?
[Rosie] One of the very best, yes sirree!
[Rosie] Who, me?
Now now now - what's going on here then?
*waiting for Projoy's answer to my AVMA questions*
Thought I'd while away a moment or ten.
What-ho, Chalks. Would you like a choccy?
TV in Strasbourg: nine channels, and all crap.
[nights] and your point is? [Rosie] yes please :-)
[All] People! The rules of the game are oppressing you! Take a stand! Strike out for liberty and freedom!
Ignore this attention-seeking behaviour. There's freedom in conforming.
Three words good. Five better. Eight is best.
Is this turning into an eight-word Orwellian nightmare?
[Chalky] It was just an expression of discontent.
Now is the winter of our dissed content.
I've got microwaved fish pie for lunch today
*nods eight times*
[pen] I'm eating a mince pie right now.
You're all making me hungry. Please stop that.
[Quendalon] It looks as if your request was all too effective.
Rule 17 has something to say about this.
Rule 17 says: "Never order the shellfish dishes."
How unfortunate! I love shellfish. (Especially the scallops.)
[Raak] Rule 17? Are you sure?
Can't bear shellfish. [CdM] You being provocative again?
Still, Chalky, still.
Are anyone else's trousers rotating? No? Just me?
Rotation about which axis? x, y or z?
(x to your left, y up, z forward).
This is all way too mathematical for me.
Perhaps it is around the 'j' axis, then.
Perish the thought that nights' trousers are imaginary.
Indeed. That'd give the Alsatians a shock.
That'd be a seven-word posting you put up. Mine is 8, 9 or 10 according to taste.
Oh goodness me. Can't count. Very sorry, everyone.
Never mind, it could happen to anyone.
I'm sure Lynne Truss wouldn't be so cavalier.
Yes, well, she's something of a paragon, no?
[nights] Doesn't bother me. :-)
Comma, semi-colon; full stop. "Quotation marks" exclamation mark!
I think it will be very cold tonight.
It is very cold here in East Tennessee.
It is very cold in my nose. Atchoo!
Please sneeze properly. There's a word at issue.
It is even fairly cold here; quite unusual.
That gives me the chance to eat more.
Winter break over January Ninth, and then, school...
[Red Wolf] Slacker. I'm back on the second.
Back to work Boxing Day morning, about 9.
We're away for Christmas; not for New Year.
I study at the University of Tennesse - Knoxville.
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