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Fantastic word game

Oatmeal at the Vermont Boudoir (The Listener Lodge, as they pre-fer) havin' store bought 1/2 n' 1/2 in it, tells me there's an urgent need up yonder fer me to ree-place my dairy cow quick, fast, n' in a hurry.

I had no idea things had gotten that desperate. Why didn't you just drop a line in the roadside mailbox n' let me know?

Holy...cow!
 
"Match a'gin??" the ramblin' hayseed asked himself, knowin' full-well that the pluralized version o' that very word has just, only one page back, been used.

Well, heck fer. Reckon I'll have to take the bullet (pallottola, if'n you pre-fer) on this 'un.

Padre! Even bee-fore that you went n' past tensed the word "realize". Mismatchin' footwear is the absolute least o' yer issues today, amigo. 😆
 
Contributors like you, n' contributors like me, form an ex-tree special Fantastic event fer all o' our viewers called a paradox.

Sometimes they cheer, sometimes they boo. Once in awhile, they go n' toss a chair. In any event, we provide some much needed entertainment in this rapidly descendin' world. A tip o' the hat t'wards Wissss-taaah fer yer ree-spective part in that, Mayflower Man.
 
Become a uniformed officer fer the PowerWorld, LLC.'s crack security team, n' scanman (that's HOSS, if'n you pre-fer) will pro-vide you with a baton, a can o' mace, n' vital instructions on how to keep away the ne'er-do-wells from sittin' n' the cozy, plush, corner office o' the former Game Czar n' eatin' all of the Tasty Tidbits created by the lovely, young, library interns.

See there? I can play in WMC's world, too. Now, if'n we could only get him to don a pair o' dungarees n' get a lil' dirt underneath them thar fingernails o' his.

A tip o' the Stetson t'wards the Land o' Lincoln (LOL, if'n you pre-fer) fer the mighty rare EMC from the security office.
 
All of the Tasty Tidbits created by the lovely, young, library interns are secretly taste-tested by yours truly which is a little perk that started well before I became Game Czar.

The only change is that they bring those tidbits to my administrative cubicle whereas, in the past, they'd bring those special deliveries right to my plush and cozy Game Czar corner office.
 
Game Czar activities, as I re-co-lect, included daily harassment o' them thar lovely lil' library interns, whilst Miss Silkie had her attention die-verted elsewhere, leadin' scanman n' his trusty team to cast a wary eye t'wards a certain, well-known, corner area of the administrative floor.

Ya thought you were bein' slick, but we all knew. It t'wernt the baked goods you were after. 🤣
 
All the delicate little flowers among us, who get easily offended by just about everything, just took notice that a shot was fired die-rectly at them from across the bow o' the Padre's pulpit.

I'm duckin' fer cover, 'cuz I ain't lookin' fer any shrapnel wounds over in-sertin' a couple o' much-needed Crafty Commas in that thar unexpected, yet mighty dern accurate, parcel from the sanctuary.
 
The Padre's pulpit is where you'll find a little book he calls the KJV, a dog-eared old tome that, IMHO, is in need of some serious editing, both to weed out those archaic thees and thous and begats as well as to inject some much-needed humor, irreverence and cynicism into its contents, both of which I am qualified to do as both Linguistics Czar and, under a title I have just assumed (because no one else wanted it), Director of Sacrilege.
 
An awesome name for a rock band, maybe even a flannel-clad grunge act, would be "The Buck Fuddies", n' I reckon it'll bee-come glaringly obvious, purdy quickly, as to why.

GIven their penchant fer towin' 'round hoards o' groupies n' all.
 
Getting a little too handsy with the lovely young checkout girls can get you in serious trouble with the HR lady, or in a worse case scenario, beaten to a pulp by the burly boyfriend
 
Proper punctuation is vital to one's sentence structure, n' leave it to me to just go n' turn a blind eye to it after makin' such a fuss over your earlier transgressions.

Jeez, Louise. This is egg-zactly why you don't go n' point a finger. There's always 3 pointin' right back at you. 😳

My sincerest apologies, Padre.
 
Your earlier transgressions can always come back to bite you in the hiney so please do us all a favor and don't transgress in the first place.

dmargalotti was right in Contribution #53,736 but I'm not saying which reason was correct. :cool::cool::cool:

Hey, the weekend is here and it's time for kenny, Dave and I to spin some tunes for the next fantastic 80s Rockfest tomorrow night at the new Illusions. Join us in person or via the huge PowerWorld livestream. The Denny's-sponsored, permanently-guarded mechanical bull prefers that you join us in person. Early Sunday morning, join us at Denny's for some great grub. Have a great weekend!!!
 


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