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The Petite Blonde Intern (PBI, as some prefer) surely wouldn't appreciate the lack o' respect shown by goin' n' lowercasin' her official State o' Vermont-certified title, Mister Ed, n' I figger you've done gone n' riled that lil' lady up with such a blatant disregard fer her, otherwise, good standing here in our community.

Fer shame, Mister Ed. Fer shame. If she handed out demerits fer this sorta thing, you'd be up to yer eyeballs in them suckers right now.
 
Her, otherwise, good standing here in our community isn't sullied by issues such as non-capitalization of her name, unlike rcm's last ending clue, which really doesn't need those two commas.

Three demerits, rose. The intern, though, is a bit flattered by your thoughts on her title, and has signed those demerits with her initials and a cute little heart and sent them your way in a flowery-scented envelope. She requests, however, that you not let a certain confined critter know she's been making nice with the redneck who put the padlock on the barn.
 
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Two commas do not cause any brain matter explosions unlike ellipses, in any count, which would cause quite the mess.

I came here to read an Early Morning Contribution from dmargalotti but, sadly, there were none.
 
A "clean up on aisle 7" was needed directly in front of the dairy cooler.

No use in cryin' over spilled milk er earned demerits, I'll tell you what.

Although, I feel I oughta stamp a "return to sender" on this latest delivery to my roadside mailbox. Naw, I'll just let it go. There's already too much hand wringin' in the Boudoir, over the lack o' you-know-whats comin' from you-know-where.
 
An ellipsis... and a semicolon in the same sentence; that's enough to drive the Director of Linguisitics (DoL as some prefer) out of his mind.

I'm surely going to get some heat on that one. :cool:
 
To drive the Director of Linguisitics (DoL as some prefer) out of his mind, you only need to get behind the steerin' wheel, 'n have him sitting shotgun on the way to Gummiville.

Wow, Mister Ed! I'm usually the one with my hand on that particular detonator. A launch rarely, n' I do mean rarely, comes from outside the Lone Star.

Let's see if we get the same type o' kaboom comin' die-rectly from his vacation destination o' choice.
 
An ellipsis and a semicolon in the same sentence is one thing but Ed's contribution has sent my brain matter every which way but loose.

Firstly, Ed, you changed the actual clue (by adding the ellipsis) and, as you should know by now, changing a clue is a huge no-no. Secondly, the first part of your contribution to the left of the sinister semicolon is merely a phrase. CT will agree, I'm sure, that's not how things go with semicolons. If you had said 'An ellipsis and a semicolon in the same sentence is enough to drive the Director of Linguistics (DoL as some prefer) out of his mind.', that would have been appropriate. And rosecity didn't even call you out on it so I am. So I've done what we've done before in these such occasions. I've gone back to the last correct clue (Kemosabe's ending clue) and moved forward from there. Before people complain that I'm playing Game Czar, no I'm not. This is a longstanding policy we've all followed. I believe dmargalotti did it just a page or two earlier.

Meanwhile, we'll see you tomorrow night for another great 80s Rockfest at the new Illusions and later on at Denny's. Have a great weekend!
 
Your dentures will drop to the shag carpet of your former office, WMC, when you've finally had enough of Ed's taunting and try to return to official czarship, only to look upon the shocking sight of an intern and a cow doing unmentionable things on what used to be your desk.
 
Your desk, dear Linguistics Czar, should receive a letter emblazoned with the road side mailbox's return address, smellin' a little on the rank side given it takes a couple o' days to mail somethin' from The Ranch to The Boudoir, n' tightly sealed with a dab o' dairy product to ensure its safe arrival.

Subject line: The Dairy's Fixin' to Flow Again.

He ain't wrong, actually, but he ain't got the right to jump on Mister Ed (a feller card carryin' member o' the Fantastic Uprising) n' his ground round pound neither, I'll tell you what.

I think it's purdy funny you don't like my gameplay, Mayflower Man, but you sure don't mind flingin' 'round the Sinister Semicolon name that the barnyard coined. As Gregory "The Hurricane" Helms would ask, "Wassup wit' dat?"
 
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Oh CT. I am not trying to return to czarship nor do I care what goes on in my former office. They can do things throughout the entire administration building for all I care.
 
Dancing in the streets, several media outlets were on hand to witness the adjourned meeting o' the Fantastic Uprising, votin' to restore the branded critters o' The RCM Ranch.

Well, now you've gone n' done it, WMC. The members of the game's majority have gathered in a secret back room meetin' over the matter, hombre. It's been agreed by the parties involved involved that you've broken the spirit o' the agreement by actin' all remote Game Czar-esque. Minus the office n' official title, but with the same ol' noises comin' outta you. I appreciate you doin' it, hombre. We've been a lil' stifled down here in the Lone Star.
 
The RCM Ranch is goin' again, in order to bring you the following message.

Upon further review of the cow cam, I see before us a beaten, downtrodden, captain with no ship, Mayflower Man. I can't keep kickin' a guy when he's down like this. Look here, WMC. I don't need you n' me to be all chummy, er apologies fer past wrongdoin's on either side, just leave us alone when we're playin' how we wanna play, n' things can go back to normal. We proved our point. We don't dislike you, just yer constant bellyachin'. We can run this place without you, we don't need yer constant criticism o' what we choose to bring to the table, n' you now know how you made others feel along the way, whether knowingly er unknowingly. Left out. I choose to believe you fall in the latter category.

Why don't you come down to the executive hallway n' meet Danny, who's standin' in front o' yer former office, n' say howdy? He really likes behind his left ear scratched, so you know.
 
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I got taken out to the woodshed for my last post, but how else could I end this post but with a colon? Is the DoL's head going to explode again? And shouldn't rcm's post also end in a colon?
 


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