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...
Nope. Brainiac LLC LLM DUH.
Lately
Lately I'm starting to worry about you, what with all those LLC's And LLM's going on in your
life.
Life is like a jar of peanut butter. To get the oil off the top ya gotta mix it up a bit. Sometimes being a bit off the wall is a good thing. It keeps me from going bonkers.
Bonkers is a place I have been to many times, they serve nice coffee there with cheesecake and
cream.
Cream and crumpets and you can fax me the number so I can make a reservation and tell the floor host to arrange for all the dancin' girls with the can-can skirts. You can invite all your friends from Oz and together we'll bring down the house or a reasonable facsimile
thereof.
Thereof was a place in my imagination 'til I discovered cigareets and whiskey and wild, wild
women.
Women are so nice until the plural becomes a single and you find out the cigareet is actually an old whiskey cork photoshopped to look like the real thing and your imagination takes over making you think you've gone to heaven with an angel when all you really got is an old bag with a thing for chocolate covered
anchovies.
Anchovies are nice enough on pizza, but I don't think I'd like a woman who tasted of them too
much.
Much too salty
eh.
Eh, have you been tasting the merchandise
again?
Have you been peeking through the slats again enough to get
banned?
Um, you're supposed to start with the word I left you...again. Me thinks you're mind is in another thread... about questions. Never mind, I'll take it up with banned...
Banned substances were found on the deviant mongrel hanging out at the school gate in the hope of selling some of his wares, however, he was discovered and the cops kicked his arse for his
trouble.
Ooops, missed that one. I was trying to goad you into starting with banned thinking to catch you like this.
Banned for noticing I messed up.
Trouble is what I get into for not paying
attention.
Attention is what I used to stand to first thing in the mornings when I was a young bloke, now attention is something I have to pay to ensure I don't wet my
slippers.
Slippers are called slippers so you don't have to worry about what trickles down your leg while you're hightailing it to the john in soggy
shoes.
Shoes required, no shoes no shirt no
service!
Service stations used to be a place where you got your windshields cleaned for
free.
Free stuff on the internet isn't so free when you install it just to find it's a hardly working trial version and the purchase price is something totally ridiculous when even Microsoft make a free equivalent that does the job just
nicely.
Nicely she said when the bed broke at high noon on the 31 day of October with a ghoulish dude wearing a fake redneck tee-shirt over a pink speedo knocked on the window proclaiming himself to be the embodiment of another redneck who shall remain nameless because he has no name wanting to come in and show her his ant
collection.
Collection of odd bods inhabited the forums at Wincustimize for many years, the Uvah and I hit the joint and it has never been the same
since.
Since that is the case then I propose a moratorium on unclassified, unheard of, uninitiated, unencumbered, unsolicited, un ... un ... that
too.
Too many times and I've been told you can go blind or grow hair on the palms of your
hands.
Try stroking to the left instead of to the right. I'm not saying I do that, uh uh. Just a thought.
Hands probably can get hairy when certain activity is done too
often.
Often being the operative word when it comes to slambangin' the farmer's
blank. (Thought I was gonna put something else in there didn't ya). lol
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