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by stoobs
5 Mar 2013, 9:06am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar, Triple Word score was scored by filibuster and procrastination not to mention an unexpected quatrain.
Natural Ankling misfired ( ), scoring just ten on a triple vodka with lots " STOOPS RULES NOT "

Random words again. Euthanasia too kind. Let's play properly.

Opening with QUIXOTRY is impossible, you cannae change the Laws of Scrabble(TM)
by stoobs
5 Mar 2013, 8:44am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar, Triple Word score was scored by filibuster and procrastination not to mention an unexpected quatrain.
Natural Ankling misfired ( ), scoring just ten on a triple vodka with lots " STOOPS RULES NOT "

Random words again. Euthanasia too kind. Let's play properly.

Opening with Q10U1I1X8O1T1R1Y4 is impossible, you
by stoobs
5 Mar 2013, 8:17am
Forum: On the road
Topic: Need for a public information campaign?
Replies: 14
Views: 749

Re: Need for a public information campaign?

I've said it before, but this could be a mandatory question in the multiple guess part of the driving test.

Failure to answer correctly could be grounds for failure of the test, and correct answers would prove that the driver had comprehended.

Then, there could be no excuses.
by stoobs
5 Mar 2013, 8:14am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar, Triple Word score was scored by filibuster and procrastination not to mention an unexpected quatrain.
Natural Ankling misfired ( ), scoring just ten on a triple vodka with lots " STOOPS RULES NOT "

Random words again. Euthanasia too kind. Let's play properly.
by stoobs
5 Mar 2013, 6:54am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar, Triple Word score was scored by filibuster and procrastination not to mention an unexpected quatrain.
Natural Ankling misfired ( ), scoring just ten on a triple vodka with lots " STOOPS RULES NOT "

Random words again.
by stoobs
4 Mar 2013, 11:52am
Forum: On the road
Topic: Knocked off this morning
Replies: 90
Views: 5091

Re: Knocked off this morning

At the very least, go to your doctor and have them map and record your injuries. Go back at regular intervals as they heal. You may need that as part of a claim, should you decide to press a claim.
by stoobs
4 Mar 2013, 11:43am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar, Triple Word score was scored by filibuster and procrastination not to mention an unexpected quatrain.
Natural Ankling misfired ( ), scoring just ten on a triple
by stoobs
4 Mar 2013, 8:33am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar, Triple Word score was scored by filibuster and procrastination not to mention an unexpected quatrain.
Natural Ankling misfired ( :wink: :wink: :wink: )
by stoobs
3 Mar 2013, 3:05pm
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions. Lexicographers were having to scrabble about resuscitating flagging grammar,
by stoobs
3 Mar 2013, 8:39am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Ready? Steady? Er... the resurrected story. 'Twas a dark and stormy night and all throughout Edward Bulwer-Lytton's narrative Pelham's manservant's habit (dirty at that), fiercely agitated the pen/sword debate. The Great Unwashed pursued almighty dollars, but alas, there where the hand-crafted wobbly wheel went spang! and bong trees grow, and grow and Owl and Pussycat begin divorce proceedings entirely in limericks.
"There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically. Meanwhile Pussycat passionately performed Beethoven's Appassionata in A flat instead of F minor (four word infringement)

"I prefer limericks," said Barbarella because her keyboard skills utilised single finger dynamics.
"There was Marmaduke stuffing sausages!"
"With Suffolk Punch, shire-ly that's illegal,
Hybridshimera's Bottombracket's Shleksdudshifter's, proved unreliable under stress, though elastically they performed well.
Capagnolo's Lubricalostisey Defered-----------------"

Gobbledygook Eradicator deployed. Nonsense Filter engaged. Overload!!! Overload!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrgh....

The Rain In was a good place to stop. Tea, cakes and twenty number six buses per hour.
Crunchy Spratt Sandwiches, but what happened next wasn't italicised. Atrociously inserted conjunctions.
by stoobs
27 Feb 2013, 1:13pm
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

eanwhile, in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch y toiled overfolwed.
"What?" asked Michael, spitting pasty crumbs. "Heb overfolwed, gorlifo." "You mean, 厕所溢出". Problematic plumbing translations precluded phonetic perambulations of porcelain perfection. But Prowling Percy playfully pushed plethoric purple prize petunias.

Boris, disdaining alliterative constructs, mounted his Boris-bike, wildly flapping night-shirt, scrooge-like, flailed through the minefield of the capitols cycle super highways, legs astride side-saddle pomegranate minefield polyolefin shrink wrapped sandwiches very anthracite flange. When molybdenite went skew whiff whaff "Moly who?" said.

Trunnion freely marmite. MAY CONTAIN TRUNNION---------

"STOP THIS STORY!" Growled Professor Molebottom, editor of Jackanory. Suddenly, everything stopped. It's very quiet. Stopped. Three times.


Ready? Steady? Er... the resurrected story. 'Twas a dark and stormy night and all throughout Edward Bulwer-Lytton's narrative Pelham's manservant's habit (dirty at that), fiercely agitated the pen/sword debate. The Great Unwashed pursued almighty dollars, but alas, there where the hand-crafted wobbly wheel went spang! and bong trees grow, and grow and Owl and Pussycat begin divorce proceedings entirely in limericks.
"There was a Devon Dumpling Devil..."
"No, Limericks!" screamed Pussy, dishevell-
-d from kidnapping Mrs. Tiggywinkle,
Who'd gone for a Quick Earwigburger.
"No horsefly-meat, it's thruppence-ha'penny a pound
Basil Brush Burped, the Moonlight Sonata" said Owl nonsensically.
by stoobs
25 Feb 2013, 4:52pm
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

No punctuation removed. One previous owner, Reverend Godfrëy Evans of this parish lost his comma during a colonoscopy for his diaresis in his bails. However, his comma motor oils lubricated his mysterious umlaut und Donaudampfschiffsfahrtskapitänswitweversicherungsunterlagen, which clarified matters completely.

Meanwhile, in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch y toiled overfolwed.
"What?" asked Michael, spitting pasty crumbs. "Heb overfolwed, gorlifo." "You mean, 厕所溢出". Problematic plumbing translations precluded phonetic perambulations of porcelain perfection. But Prowling Percy playfully pushed plethoric purple prize petunias.

Boris, disdaining alliterative constructs, mounted his Boris-bike, wildly flapping night-shirt, scrooge-like, flailed through the minefield of the capitols cycle super highways, legs astride side-saddle pomegranate minefield polyolefin shrink wrapped sandwiches very anthracite flange. When molybdenite went skew whiff whaff "Moly who?" said.

Trunnion freely marmite. MAY CONTAIN TRUNNION---------

"STOP THIS STORY!" Growled Professor Molebottom, editor of Jackanory. Suddenly, everything stopped. It's very quiet. Stopped. Three times.


Ready? Steady? Er... the resurrected story. 'Twas a dark and stormy night and all throughout Edward Bulwer-Lytton's narrative Pelham's manservant's habit (dirty at that), fiercely agitated the pen/sword debate. The Great Unwashed pursued almighty dollars, but alas, there where the hand-crafted wobbly wheel went spang! and bong trees grow,
by stoobs
25 Feb 2013, 3:27pm
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

No punctuation removed. One previous owner, Reverend Godfrëy Evans of this parish lost his comma during a colonoscopy for his diaresis in his bails. However, his comma motor oils lubricated his mysterious umlaut und Donaudampfschiffsfahrtskapitänswitweversicherungsunterlagen, which clarified matters completely.

Meanwhile, in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch y toiled overfolwed.
"What?" asked Michael, spitting pasty crumbs. "Heb overfolwed, gorlifo." "You mean, 厕所溢出". Problematic plumbing translations precluded phonetic perambulations of porcelain perfection. But Prowling Percy playfully pushed plethoric purple prize petunias.

Boris, disdaining alliterative constructs, mounted his Boris-bike, wildly flapping night-shirt, scrooge-like, flailed through the minefield of the capitols cycle super highways, legs astride side-saddle pomegranate minefield polyolefin shrink wrapped sandwiches very anthracite flange. When molybdenite went skew whiff whaff "Moly who?" said.

Trunnion freely marmite. MAY CONTAIN TRUNNION---------

"STOP THIS STORY!" Growled Professor Molebottom, editor of Jackanory. Suddenly, everything stopped. It's very quiet. Stopped. Three times.


Ready? Steady? Er... the resurrected story. 'Twas a dark and stormy night and all throughout Edward Bulwer-Lytton's narrative Pelham's manservant's habit (dirty at that), fiercely agitated the pen/sword debate. The Great Unwashed pursued almighty dollars
by stoobs
25 Feb 2013, 1:54pm
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

No punctuation removed. One previous owner, Reverend Godfrëy Evans of this parish lost his comma during a colonoscopy for his diaresis in his bails. However, his comma motor oils lubricated his mysterious umlaut und Donaudampfschiffsfahrtskapitänswitweversicherungsunterlagen, which clarified matters completely.

Meanwhile, in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch y toiled overfolwed.
"What?" asked Michael, spitting pasty crumbs. "Heb overfolwed, gorlifo." "You mean, 厕所溢出". Problematic plumbing translations precluded phonetic perambulations of porcelain perfection. But Prowling Percy playfully pushed plethoric purple prize petunias.

Boris, disdaining alliterative constructs, mounted his Boris-bike, wildly flapping night-shirt, scrooge-like, flailed through the minefield of the capitols cycle super highways, legs astride side-saddle pomegranate minefield polyolefin shrink wrapped sandwiches very anthracite flange. When molybdenite went skew whiff whaff "Moly who?" said.

Trunnion freely marmite. MAY CONTAIN TRUNNION---------

"STOP THIS STORY!" Growled Professor Molebottom, editor of Jackanory. Suddenly, everything stopped. It's very quiet. Stopped. Three times.


Ready? Steady? Er... the resurrected story. 'Twas a dark and stormy night and all throughout Edward Bulwer-Lytton's narrative Pelham's manservant's habit (dirty at that), fiercely agitated the pen/sword debate.
by stoobs
25 Feb 2013, 7:10am
Forum: Fun & Games
Topic: Three Word Story Game (again)
Replies: 8531
Views: 325586

Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

No punctuation removed. One previous owner, Reverend Godfrëy Evans of this parish lost his comma during a colonoscopy for his diaresis in his bails. However, his comma motor oils lubricated his mysterious umlaut und Donaudampfschiffsfahrtskapitänswitweversicherungsunterlagen, which clarified matters completely.

Meanwhile, in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch y toiled overfolwed.
"What?" asked Michael, spitting pasty crumbs. "Heb overfolwed, gorlifo." "You mean, 厕所溢出". Problematic plumbing translations precluded phonetic perambulations of porcelain perfection. But Prowling Percy playfully pushed plethoric purple prize petunias.

Boris, disdaining alliterative constructs, mounted his Boris-bike, wildly flapping night-shirt, scrooge-like, flailed through the minefield of the capitols cycle super highways, legs astride side-saddle pomegranate minefield polyolefin shrink wrapped sandwiches very anthracite flange. When molybdenite went skew whiff whaff "Moly who?" said.

Trunnion freely marmite. MAY CONTAIN TRUNNION---------

"STOP THIS STORY!" Growled Professor Molebottom, editor of Jackanory. Suddenly, everything stopped. It's very quiet. Stopped. Three times.


Ready? Steady? Er... the resurrected story. 'Twas a dark and stormy night and all throughout Edward Bulwer-Lytton's narrative Pelham's manservant's habit (dirty at that),