The rules:
I'll start a sentence with a word (one word only) and the next poster will finish the sentence. Then, on a new line, that poster will start a new sentence with one word (one word only please). The finished sentence can be as long as it needs to be in order to complete the sentence, however, make sure it's only one sentence. Here we go.
Chivalry...
Assimilated or no take-out I think would be...um...yucky. Imagine how big the bag would have to be in order to keep your 'food' hot. Forget it if the 30 minute rules
apply.
Apply a tart on delivery tax is what the muckity mucks would do to fund their
indescretions.
Assimilated at these gas prices
phewey!
Phewey, Starkers enters the
room.
Room soon emptied after I walked in, but that meant more party nibblies for me to
devour.
Devour the dinner NOW or I will throw it
away!
Away she goes!
Portals ...
Portals opened to admit aliens lookin' for cheap power source in starker's
bark.
Bark at the full moon, but only if you sit atop the fencepost in your underwear and have no problems with silver
bullets.
Bullets that pass through unscathed because the density has ben decreased to such an extent that they mirror
phantoms.
Phantoms in the night, I see them, in my dreams, under the bed, behind the closet door and often on the ceiling, peering down at me as I try to sleep, but can not because they eerily haunt my every thought as I lay there, unknowing what they may do next to disturb my night's rest that I see the dawn usher in a new day, having not slept at
all.
All my true bold blood dreams are ancient... Or are they
NOW
Now is the time to take stock (and that doesn't mean shoplifting) and turn all our nightmares into beautiful dreams... dreams that make use feel good when we awaken each
morning
Morning is for early
birds!!!!
Birds of a feather flock together... which is just as well, cos if emus mated with cockatoos you'd have a bird that'd laughingly says "eff you" while it kicks yer dunny door
down.
Down Under...my wishes for a great New Year filled with health and
Joy!
Joy, yup, I jumped for joy once, but she didn't like it and gave me a thick
ear.
Ear remains in same position when one jumps for joy down
under
Under the hood lays the engine, dirty and
tired.
Tired and sick he decided to leave the
hospital
Hospital, after spending three years in one in two 18 month stints, is not somewhere I'd like to be for any perion of
time.
T-i-i-i-m-e is on my side, yes it
is.
[Rolling Stones]
Is there a doctor in the house?
(Kenneth Williams... Carry on Doctor)
House, my dear Watson, is a series about a doctor named
Po'.
Po... is what my great grandmother called that thing she kept under the bed for night time calls of nature during
winter (she had an outside toilet and wasn't "going out there for any bugger")
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