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If the Olympics were in Finland they could have sailing and call it the 1500 meres.
The Finns are a very friendly people, which is why they are so good at allying.
One of the Baltic States has such great admiration for our public schools that they have named their country after one - Etonia.
The americans seem to have the most effective simmer.
As a competitive nation, we seem to be pretty good at ailing.
Booze is good for you. That's why doctors often prescribe Pils.
Kines and lives are important to farmers.
If you are one of those people who enjoys the feel of a warm whisky sliding down the throat, check your ancestry, you are possibly a sot.
Selling errors is the domain of the fourth estate.
Actually, the fourth estate are better known for their headlies.
In other news, I see Britain managed to get another gold meal. Better than a barium one, surely.
It does seem that, as well as ailing, the British are also good at owing.
We also won a Gold in Tree-day Eventing. Did the Greeks have any Gods in the end ?
I particularly like the sow jumping. You need a good hose to stand a chance of winning.
I watched a bit of yacthing and the boats were all going pretty low due to a light win.
How lovely to see that terribly thin english girl win a meal in the 400m.
I'm glad to see Kelly Holmes won the old medal, although it did look reasonably new to me.
If we're talking metallic elements, then a gold meal must be better than a barium meal.
My father was a chemist. Every so often he would tell me the periodic tale of the elements.
Rosie] Did you read even moves before yours ? Same on you. You have given me a hock.
Robin] Did your dad sell condos ?
(st d) Er, apparently not. What a c***. Dreadful sorry. No posting just now; I've got to go and lie down.
Rosie] Are you going to seep ?
I am sure Rosie is suffering from nothing that a few pins wouldn't fix.
soft] Are you suggesting that Rosie should try get some kind of ice rink ?
[Rosie] Try getting randy next time you're down the off-licence. It works for me! [st d] No, he was the sort of chemist who mixed things in test tubs.
As we're all egotists I should have looked more carefully at earlier posings.
Rosie] You should try gasses. I find I see things clearer if I squit a little.
Robin] I see, a roper chemist ? Ten things would be different for him then, not having a hop but working in a lab.
These scientists eh? I've just heard that my cousin has just gained a fist degree and will now graduate as a bi-chemist.
Sex is like conversation with royalty - never peak unless poken to.
Royalty? Are they the people who live in a place called Buckingham?
Did you know that the Queen only holds her position because her father was kin?
Whoops! Please ignore my last but one. *consonants, Dujon, consonants!*
On the subject of royalty, what do you think of the Price of Ales?
He's a rather dunk character, isn't he?
often found in the countess' arms popping up the bra with a lass of gin
I am of the opinion that the Price of Wales is outrageous.
[Software] Oh how I agree - and did you know, his mistress's cooked teeth are insured for 20,000 ponds?
lost consonant/vowel ... whatever
I feel sorry for lost owls.
To those of you who have just finished ravelling it is important that you take time to unwind.
Don't rush home with stuff nicked from the garden centre or you might get caught by a seed camera.
Speed cameras are dangerous - if you go past too quickly they lash at you.
I wonder if it is possible to be so fat that the camera can't take a picture of you ?
I'd drink beer more often but I'm camra shy. Dropped vowel alert!
I love woking at home.
After reading about "The Woman In White" over on the MCiOS "Books" game, I realised that Andrew Lloyd Weber has written another hit musical.
Does it feature lots of rap music then?
robin] Yep. Every last word is rap.
Some people, particularly in America, think that if you carry a gun you're less likely to be armed.
My grandfather used to carry a word stick to fend off robers.
I was always told to have a decent pee before I started fencing classes.
Food is readily available on the moon due to the extensive catering.
In space, no one can hear you cream.
I often feel aroused on waking.
I must submit that I always look forward to bed tie. [Rosie] Too much information!
Breaking news: "John Reid attacked on heath", or did I misread that?
I was so tired after the opera I just flopped on to the diva. (Softers) Yep, tautologous. :-(. (Kim) Unfortunately not.
Rosie] Did she continue to sin for you ?
It seems to me that what is emanating from the party conference is mostly sin.
Tony Blair is not King, but he should reign. (Kim) I'm still trying to work out what I meant by my remark on your penultimate posting. Oh dear!
Like any good rugby player Tony Blair will, in the true spirit of the game, deny that an oppositon try is fair.
I gather that Tony Blair has a hear problem.
It is said that men with large aggressive dogs only have them to compensate for having a small dog.
That's interesting, Rosie, as I was speaking to a woman the other day who stated quite emphatically that large chested women tend to get oodles more than their smaller counterparts.
That's interesting. I was in my local chinese restaurant yesterday. I asked for a small portion of rice but was given oodles.
How odd! Had a Chinese delivered last night and they'de sent some fried ice to accompany my spicy chicken wigs.
I get my large hips from the fat food place up the road.
Chekhov's parents couldn't even be bothered to name him. Just called him Anon.
Just had to tell you - my younger son's doing well at school. In swimming, he's learning how to read water.
Kim] He likes being in the poo, then ?
I love the practising the beast stroke with other swimmers.
This isn't a lost consonant as such, but simply a mis-read by me of a sign on Lewisham station (possibilities for a new game?): "For your personal security and safety, this station is filled with security cameras."
This isn't a lost consonant either, just a comment that, as it was persisting down this morning, my feet are now soaking. I could do with some electric socks.
Is this game running out of team?
I think you could say hat.
Maybe we should call a hat.
Top hat? His?
Johann Sebastian Bach could really be very foolish sometimes. His B minor Ass is a good example.
There something very moving about the Anus Dei.
I rather like Handel's Water Music and Beethoven's Coral Symphony.
(Kim) Top filth! -:) But JSB needs to have another go at the Redo.
Who did write Pachelbel's anon?
Probably the same geezer who wrote Puccini's Anon L'Escaut.
If you want music to have a real Italian flavour, make sure it's played pesto.
I rather enjoy the music from Wan Lake as it's not as dark as some other compositions.
*grans*
Chamber music usually has more atmosphere than po music.
Some modern music is far too discordant. It makes me want to wine.
I always make sure my lips are moist before getting down to blow my little trumpet.
Do you have to get down on your knees for a low job?
It is possible to lie on the ed for suc an act.
When I was younger I thoroughly enjoyed playing doctors with whatever young asses were around.
*Sorry, stuffed it up*
I recently toured the countryside of England. One memory that stands out is the number of ricks I came across.
[Dujon] It sounds like you were in The Darling Bus of May
Things really get a move on in Wales on St David's Day because it's Mach 1.
I think maybe this game has had its tie and we should raise a lass to its closing. Anybody know the wining move? If there are no objections, I shall post "MC" at around 5.00 this pm (UK time).
I shall be sorry to see its assing, but you're probably right. Time to bing it to a close.
Lose it? Do we have to?
'Fraid so. After all, everything has its tie.
Mind you, it only needs one more wee to reach its first birthday.
Closing this game? Surely burning one's bridges in such haste would be described as an ash decision.
OK, perhaps we should put off killing a little loner.
The game merely needs a good purgative. Other than that we should leave it aloe.
I had a good old spring clean a week or two ago. Whilst I did get some professional help it was still quite a draining experience. If you've ever had a chimney weep on your shoulders you'll know what I mean.
Perhaps I also should have mentioned that getting the carpenter and lumber into the bathroom to sort out a few minor issues was quite difficult.
I just sit back and let someone else do the leaning.
You can't beat a bit of sit an polish.
Personally I prefer elbow gease.
Just make sure you've always got a damp clot handy.
You were right. All the game needed was a bit of a pus.
Robin] When does the game make it to a ear?
At the danger of pre-empting Robin's reply (sorry, Robin, I don't mean to seal you under) and considering that this is a computer/Internet game, probably on its bitday.
[Tuj] It tarted on 21 November 2003. If you want to heck, you can lick the "expose all" button and look at the first pot.
Robin] Tanks.
It's looking old and ugly now - should we hag on to it? Or create a new bay game in its place?
Ceased? I sincerely hope not.
I think it has matured like a crusty old pot
I think of it more as an old and much-loved fiend.
I love the darkness - so much so that I occasionally pop up to the road of an evening and spend some time tar watching.
Boris Johnson is too infantile even for the Toy Party.
Boris isn't infantile - he's just on another plane. (Dujon's probably seen that plane while tar watching.)
Any more for any ore?
[RR] We're just arming up. We haven't used up our nine lies yet.
I can't think of one... can I hone a friend?
Being homeless means I don't have an are in the world.
My trouble is that I could never get the hag of this game. Some people seem to have a head for anagrams; not e. So my view that its tie is over should probably not be taken too much to hear.
Maybe one could fin a new application or the basic idea: 'Twas the nigh before Christmas, and all through the Ouse (fee fee to ignore this if it's a hit idea).
[rojo] Do you mean we adapt lies from sons? Or should we just use their tiles?
At Christmas time one should spare a thought for hoeless gardeners.
I was thinking one might progress through the hole pom by Clement Clarke Moore, lie by lie... (thus continuing Not a creature was sirring, not even a muse) and so on.
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