Three Word Story Game (again)

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 26 Feb 2019, 6:43pm

Extremely exciting events entertained Elinor, easily eschewing edible Escherichia collywobbles. "Imodium!!!!" cried Rennie Gaviscon, Andrew's leg fell off his piano and the resulting cacophony woke hairy Mary, Di Oralite was seen running away, followed by a baying mob of left luggage from Ryanair's extensive emporium.

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
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby 661-Pete » 26 Feb 2019, 8:21pm

Extremely exciting events entertained Elinor, easily eschewing edible Escherichia collywobbles. "Imodium!!!!" cried Rennie Gaviscon, Andrew's leg fell off his piano and the resulting cacophony woke hairy Mary, Di Oralite was seen running away, followed by a baying mob of left luggage from Ryanair's extensive emporium.

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
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...
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Audax67 » 27 Feb 2019, 10:12am

Extremely exciting events entertained Elinor, easily eschewing edible Escherichia collywobbles. "Imodium!!!!" cried Rennie Gaviscon, Andrew's leg fell off his piano and the resulting cacophony woke hairy Mary, Di Oralite was seen running away, followed by a baying mob of left luggage from Ryanair's extensive emporium.

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
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Graham » 6 Mar 2019, 3:37pm

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 ?"

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Mick F » 6 Mar 2019, 7:36pm

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 ?"
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby NATURAL ANKLING » 8 Mar 2019, 1:24am

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
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 8 Mar 2019, 5:24pm

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"
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby 661-Pete » 8 Mar 2019, 5:58pm

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
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...
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 23 Mar 2019, 9:09am

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 who's father was
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Audax67 » 23 Mar 2019, 1:58pm

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.
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby 661-Pete » 24 Mar 2019, 8:39pm

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
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...
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 27 Mar 2019, 6:11pm

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
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Audax67 » 28 Mar 2019, 9:18am

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
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby 661-Pete » 28 Mar 2019, 9:50am

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
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).

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby NATURAL ANKLING » 28 Mar 2019, 11:24am

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
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