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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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Whee! I am still naked! See me run!
Are you running on the beach in Bude?
The Lord preserve us from latter-day Greek athletes.
Do we have a problem with my nudity?
It rather depends what you do with it.
There's a time and a place for everything.
What's the time and place for overcooked cabbage?
In the bin, and immediately, in my opinion.
All culinary errors can be salvaged by frying.
I don't think that's true for lumpy bechemel
Or cereal made with milk that's gone off.
[penelope] lumpy bechamel? why else did God invent sieves?
What about my case-hardened sausages? They can kill.
Right now, I could kill for a sausage.
I like sausages, but would hesitate at murder.
Some would claim that slaughtering pigs is murder.
Not least the pigs themselves, I would wager.
Can slaughtering sausages be murder by implication then?
You can murder a curry, equally a sausage.
Some pigs request assisted suicide,is this murder?
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Tesseract - where does one find those talking pigs?
If we told you, we must kill you
The trouble is that there is some trouble.
[nights] You got your troubles, I got mine.
[pen] That would make a good song title.
There's some trouble up at the mill, apparently.
I think they've run out of cotton reels.
Don't believe what they say. They're talking bobbins.
Talking bobbins? Whatever next - a sewing machine singer?
Talking pigs, talking bobbins, too much animation here.
Oh, but that my students would shut up.
Provide them with peanut butter, and perhaps caramel.
[Quendalon] would that diet help bobbins/pigs talk?
[Software] I don't think it helps anyone talk.
(nights) I thought you taught in conversation classes.
No-one has said anything since Thursday. Why not?
Nothing to say.
I've not been playing enough Mornington Crescent lately.
[CdM] Would you expand on that statement, please?
[pen] Sure!
mc5 is a bit short on Mornington Crescent.
(Quendalon) You mean "It's short for Mornington Crescent".
[Rosie] No, I actually meant what I wrote.
[Rosie] Trouble is, they keep yelling in French.
You could rule that they shout in English?
I think I have missed a subtlety somewhere.
[Tuj] Subtleties have a tendency to do that.
Perhaps we need some subtitles, not more subtleties.
Only if each subtitle consists of eight words.
Perhaps we could dub over in English instead.
We're on a frogspawn hunt today. Seen any?
A little early in the season, isn't it?
That's the point. I want freakish phenology statistics.
We all want something freakish now and then.
No frogspawn on my head. Oops, that's phrenology.
No, that's amphibian kidnapping and punishable by law.
Would that be the Frogs (Abduction) Act, 1805?
Nooo, it predates that by years. Tadnapping 1617.
I knew the frog lied... It was amfibbing.
That starts a cascade... reps tiling and stuff.
Went to the library, but each book: "reddit".
[nights] How long have you been a frog?
(Tuj) He isn't; he just works in France.
Nobody works in France, unions are too strong.
That much is true - Vive Les Syndicats! Ouuraaah!
I'm not sure 'Ouuraaah!' qualifies as a word.
Ouuraaaah! Graaooohuuuuu! Meeeeeaaaargh! Blauauauuaauor! Mooooooooooooooo! Chchchchchchchchaaaa! aiergiiiiii! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiooooooooooooooooooooooow!
Now now Graham the third - that's just silly :-)
Have we tried any poems in this format?
Ouuraaah is a word - it's a French word.
'Cocorico' - French equivalent of 'cock a doodle dooo!'
(nuits) Et ça veut dire quoi, ce mot?
[Rosie] I think it means "hurrah", if memory serves.
Oops, I didn't count [Rosie] as a word!
"To Kokoraki" is Cock-a doodle dooo in Greek...
"To Hokeycokey" is to prat around while drunk.
Phil a raison. Moi, je me couche maintenant.
Eight-worders in French don't count here. Try encore.
Dyma wyth gair yng Nghymraeg. Cyfieithiad ar gael.
Don't they? News to me. I'll try again.
What's been happening here while I've been away?
People were asking where you had got to.
Who were those people? I was not one.
If not asking then certainly were probably wondering.
Sssssshhhhh! He's back.
[CdM] Shush yourself! You're out of line, buddy.
[pen] So, sue me, you conformist person you.
(That was only eight words by accident.)
I think rebels always want to conform, really.
[Darren] I was one of the people that was wondering ....
(Chalks) I thought you knew everything about everybody.
[Rosie] Are our details all filed away somewhere?
(Tuj) "Filed" is not quite the correct term.
"Severely chafed" would be a more accurate term.
This is all getting rather abrasive, isn't it?
When the going's rough, the rough get going.
Roughage get you going, that is for sure.
Especially Italians, for Milan is on the Po.
[Rosie] Too devastatingly amusing to follow, I fear.
To fear amusement is to devastate Rosie's followers
We have nothing to fear but Rosie himself
[Phil] What then does Rosie have to fear?
Failure to make fearful those who fear him?
That's too oxymoronic for this time of night.
Isn't it pleonastic? Or self referential? Arrrrgh... brain....
[pen] It looks more like pyrex to me...
Now I think of "Pyrex of the Caribbean".
The earth moved for me, alone, last night.
(pen) So when will you actually be buried?
Not for a long time yet, I hope.
But did you notice the earthquake at all?
Not for me. I was away in Brussels.
I slept right through it. I was tired.
I slept through You and Yours. Tiredness irrelevant.
We've all slept for the last three days.
We are sleeping the sleep of the just.
Sleep of the just what? Just plain lazy?
Just downed ten pints more like for Rosie. ;o)
Alas, those days are well in the past.
Alas for those days passed in a well
Not the only thing passed in the well.
This has been a really lazy Sunday. Nice.
I had a lazy week. Work tomorrow =(
I shall have a lazy week; work tomorrow.
Chick pea Moroccanese with prunes and bacon tonight.
Warning to keep clear of the ladies tomorrow?
How come beer doesn't get the same warning?
I detect a certain deceleration in this game.
The deceleration is proportional to the retarding force.
There are certainly some major retarding forces about.
Effort should go into moving forward, not back.
Right then, let's everyone get out and push.
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