four word story game(this may be a game too far)

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Postby nigel_s » 15 Mar 2008, 5:16pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said

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Postby reohn2 » 15 Mar 2008, 5:38pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright

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Postby nigel_s » 15 Mar 2008, 9:29pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said

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Postby reohn2 » 15 Mar 2008, 11:18pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest

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Postby groveller » 17 Mar 2008, 8:15pm

[quote="reohn2"]Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them

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Postby reohn2 » 18 Mar 2008, 8:58am

]Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I

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Postby groveller » 18 Mar 2008, 3:30pm

[quote="reohn2"]]Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when

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Postby Mick F » 18 Mar 2008, 3:43pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"
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Postby reohn2 » 18 Mar 2008, 4:09pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I"

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Postby groveller » 20 Mar 2008, 9:11am

[quote="reohn2"]Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I cover them with mustard?"

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Re: four word story game(this may be a game too far)

Postby Merry_Wanderer » 25 Mar 2015, 5:11pm

[quote="reohn2"]Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I cover them with mustard?". The p******e fairy arrived

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Re: four word story game(this may be a game too far)

Postby Guy951 » 27 Mar 2015, 11:28am

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I cover them with mustard?". The p******e fairy arrived brandishing his shiny pin
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Postby Mick F » 27 Mar 2015, 1:12pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I cover them with mustard?". The p******e fairy arrived brandishing his shiny pin and stuck it in
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Re: four word story game(this may be a game too far)

Postby Audax67 » 27 Mar 2015, 1:22pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I cover them with mustard?". The p******e fairy arrived brandishing his shiny pin and stuck it in Albert's prize saveloy. The
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Re: four word story game(this may be a game too far)

Postby Merry_Wanderer » 29 Mar 2015, 2:37pm

Albert Arkwright, a man of vastly overrated intellect, considered Mrs Arkwright was quite often given to cycling too fast for his own good,despite repeated warnings to maintain the three word cadance whilst riding the rollers. However, on the road four became Albert's magical mantra. Mrs Arkwright however, was pregnant.

Edward Gerbil from the three word story game, nibbled Albert's fundementals which had a distinct aroma of mature stilton,Hmm thought Edward, "That's smelly and rich!"

Meanwhile, Mrs Arkwright was thinking why does Stilton make me go all wobbly?
In the same vein, Albert grasped the handlebars and wobbled off down the steep winding lane carrying on his head essence of human existence. "Strange", he thought, "Why that essence smells odd". "It's your socks". said Mrs A, "when did you get oil on them?" "In the chip shop","and the smoke?"she said looking down at his nether regions in total and utter disbelief."My Yfronts are on." So they should be"but not back to front and outside your Universe, it doesn't look a bit like superman, you stupid boy," said Dringle Snood the Cartwright. "Where's my spares?", said Albert,"inside your vest where you left them "Ah thats right I left them there when I ate my sausages!"."Hmm, or did I cover them with mustard?". The p******e fairy arrived brandishing his shiny pin and stuck it in Albert's prize saveloy. The sausage burst spectacularly, covering