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Fantastic word game

As long as Megan McCormick was the host we confidently set sail across the bounding main, so that we could visit the gas station, to confirm that we here at our local band camp were stocking up on the right kind of Yoo Hoo, NABS and 11 cent popsicles, having already come right out with the fact that we keep them on hand for wayfarers.

For them what pays attention to posts <and we know all you looky loos and posters do>, we put it in plain English what was what in the lounge; thus, you all know that we keep a rack of those snack goodies handy. Good heavens, some of the deepest thinkers kept a rack in the kitchen while renovating a house.
 
Tasty wafers are probably something we should keep on hand for those who stare at their inboxes, waiting for mail that was perhaps never sent, and will never arrive as a consequence.
 
Guesstimating the weight of the female band campers was one of the rejected fund raising ideas submitted by our pal, Joey for this year's PowerWorld Band Camp Summer Fun Festival.
 
PowerWorld Band Camp Summer Fun Festival is probably one of the few places where guessing weight is not difficult, depending upon how much a person is wearing, and whether that person is long, lean and lanky or short and chunky like the Clementine, the daughter of the miner from North Caroliner.
 
Diners and shopping malls in New Jersey pretty much tell the story of New Jersey, maintaining the good old days when we hung out in the diner, while coming right on through to mall rat jurisdiction and everything in between, which pretty much means everything between the ocean to the east and the mountains to the north and west.
 
Alive with the sound of myoo-zick, as crickets fine-tuned their violins for an upcoming concert, the frog belted out a few tunes for his screaming groupies, catfish jumped (nobody ever figured out through world history why fish jump) and birds chimed in their various dialects.
 
Various dialects are spoken at our band camps throughout Italy but since I was born in the USA and my great grandfather left Italy 116 years ago, I don't speak the language but I kind of wish I did.
 
I kind of wish I did speak Italian too, dmargalotti, but we didn't have that option back in the olden days at my school, so I took French.

I seemed to have a better facility for French anyway, so it worked out. And maybe one day if I go to Canadia, I'll be able to impress the people I'm with for once! :D
I've been thinking about learning Dutch, because I like the way some of it sounds too.
 
French was the name of the butler portrayed by Sebastian Cabot on the 1966-71 tv series Family Affair but he spoke with a British accent instead of a French accent, and I always thought it would have been funny for another tv show to have a French-speaking butler named Britain.

I just stirred up some fond memories for Miss Silkie and Mister WMC, both of whom still sleep with their old "Mrs. Beasley" doll. :D
 
A French-speaking butler named Britain, or Mr. Britt, as the case may be, was probably considered for a guest spot on the last season of "Happy Days" while they were jumping the shark.
 
Jumping the shark won't happen here unless the Patron Saint of Shark Jumping, actor Ted McGinley, joins us in a co-starring role.

Wow, you guys were on fire today. Great job!!
 


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