Three Word Story Game (again)
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!"
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!"
Suppose that this room is a lift. The support breaks and down we go with ever-increasing velocity.
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!"
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!"
Have we got time for another cuppa?
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly
Suppose that this room is a lift. The support breaks and down we go with ever-increasing velocity.
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
- ferrit worrier
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign,
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign,
Suppose that this room is a lift. The support breaks and down we go with ever-increasing velocity.
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
- ferrit worrier
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging
Suppose that this room is a lift. The support breaks and down we go with ever-increasing velocity.
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers
Have we got time for another cuppa?
- ferrit worrier
- Posts: 5503
- Joined: 27 Jun 2008, 7:58pm
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung
Suppose that this room is a lift. The support breaks and down we go with ever-increasing velocity.
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly
Have we got time for another cuppa?
- ferrit worrier
- Posts: 5503
- Joined: 27 Jun 2008, 7:58pm
- Location: south Manchester
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly. Stuck in the
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly. Stuck in the
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
The overhead lockers strained to contain Boris's stash of bicycle clips and other reckless affairs bursting open they tumbled all over Ruprecht's eyepatch collection. Captain Hook was in flagrante delicto, crocodile clips fastened lasciviously upon the Wendy house, which having been built for Herby Hedgehog and his flatmate Erin aceinae who loved rolling up their futon with a wool winder powered by a breaking wind turbine housed in a M25 stagnant Artic which Eddie Stobart had repainted in EU camouflage, which consisted of a naughty Belgian chocolate Easter bunny, doing something reprehensible with his chocolate.
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly. Stuck in the mid-life crisis
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly. Stuck in the mid-life crisis
Have we got time for another cuppa?
Re: Three Word Story Game (again)
" 'Ears to you!" said Noddy while his wretched ding-dong flapped in the road. Mr Plod was directing Mr Wobblyman: "Please blow into this bag." "Who am I, darling?"
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly. Stuck in the mid-life crisis talks, Theresa declared
"I'm your happy snappy purple chappy. The Great Purple Prose," wrote Horace whose father was unused to alcohol."Carpe diem!" urged Mr Milko leaving by the back streets, avoiding Luton, mines a Renault voiturette merde alors "aux armes, citoyens!" "Sauve qui pue!".
Saving my smelly socks to launch the "Soxit" campaign, the washing basket burst asunder, disgorging Maggie's best bloomers and a box jellyfish, which stung like a butterfly. Stuck in the mid-life crisis talks, Theresa declared
Suppose that this room is a lift. The support breaks and down we go with ever-increasing velocity.
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).
Let us pass the time by performing physical experiments...
--- Arthur Eddington (creator of the Eddington Number).