Three Word Story Game (again)

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 20 Jan 2021, 10:27am

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 20 Jan 2021, 9:45pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank,

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Audax67 » 21 Jan 2021, 10:13am

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 21 Jan 2021, 6:16pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 21 Jan 2021, 9:33pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 21 Jan 2021, 10:38pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 22 Jan 2021, 10:51am

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 22 Jan 2021, 6:17pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 23 Jan 2021, 11:39am

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 23 Jan 2021, 3:14pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market; diaphanous, unseen to

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby Mick F » 23 Jan 2021, 3:33pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market; diaphanous, unseen to the hamster and
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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 23 Jan 2021, 3:37pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market; diaphanous, unseen to the hamster and dripping with
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 23 Jan 2021, 4:15pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market; diaphanous, unseen to the hamster and dripping with ectoplasm and Edam

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby ferrit worrier » 23 Jan 2021, 7:50pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market; diaphanous, unseen to the hamster and dripping with ectoplasm and Edam on offer from
Percussive maintainance, if it don't fit, hit it with the hammer.

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Re: Three Word Story Game (again)

Postby jimlews » 23 Jan 2021, 9:59pm

Hooray!" said the President of Lithuania, Putin was not modelling his favourite means of assassination, instead he sprouted
Brussel sprouts from the builders cleavage, rather a page from the torturers than loose nipples and poppet valves.

"Enough!" bellowed Toad
"Gherkins are for Cheese sandwiches and grit in your Sudocrem," he pontificated.
Toads child Tadpole, those three words with another Putin, first name Ras, adjusted his bufonidae, to croak melodiously
"Redit redit redit" avoiding library fines, loose cars and Motorway recovery vehicles, warts an all. The garden pond, lily pad garnished with Taraxacum officinale and Viper's Bugloss was mirror flat, Pike lurking deep, Heron circling above looking for lunch, the swim through the murky waters pleased mister Pike, but the troll, enigmatic and concrete, steadfastly patrolled his Grade-II listed pied a terre, then sniffed the toad stool standing outside number 10.
"Mmmm, Toadstool slurpsum!" With stinkstool aromatics fungus-cushioned dank, senseless balderdash.

God eat balderdash too, the Salmons sermon; exercising his doggerel he watched the God's Wife sauntering past the market; diaphanous, unseen to the hamster and dripping with ectoplasm and Edam on offer from a Hamster jam