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Fantastic word game

The flight of the bumblebee up my trouser leg last summer caused a painful sting I'd rather not discuss.

And that ain't no pun, it really happened to me!
 
I'd rather not discuss Jeff's stinging incident in which he suffered pain of testicular proportions.

Someone had to go there. Not that I went THERE. But you know what I mean.
 
Testicular proportions of Fort Worth residents were not the subject of the Western swing classic, "Big Ball's in Cowtown."

But then again, EVERYTHING'S big in Texas.
 
In Cowtown I had to pony up a lot of money to buy a horse because my wife kept pestering me to get one and she can be such a nag.

If A.A. Milne's character had been a horse instead of a bear, he could have been called "Whinny-the-Pooh." :)
 
Behind her back, the lovely young library interns, without Miss Silkie knowing, always sneak an extra tasty tidbit or three into my bag when I come by for lunch.
 
When I come by for lunch I always wondered what the interns were giggling about, and then one day they explained about the chocolate covered grasshoppers, ants and crickets with sprinkles and sparkles.

These are some of their own mischievous, naughty antics, I assure you.
 
Sprinkles and sparkles adorned the costume of the ballerina who performed the dance of the sugar plum fairy in the band camp's production of The Nutcracker, and the audience members were so enthralled by the graceful dancing that they didn't look closely at the ballerina's face or they would have noticed that it was Jeff wearing a braided wig.

He told me he was inspired to become a ballerina after watching Robin Hood: Men In Tights. :)
 
A braided wig is not a good look for Jeff but who am I to say anything about how a contributor dresses or looks because we don't discriminate or judge here at the Fantastic Word Game (TFWG as I and the lovely young library interns prefer).
 
We don't discriminate or judge here at the Fantastic Word Game (TFWG as I and the lovely young library interns prefer) has to be the longest, most convoluted attempt at sentence connection ever.

Actually, it wasn't a braided wig; I wore my hair in a bun...with the cheeseburger still in it.
 
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Ever since we've been in existence, Jeff, we've often referenced and referred to TFWG (TFWG as Miss Silkie knows I prefer) within a contribution which you would know if you've been paying attention and if you ever bothered to review our 3000+ pages in the archives.

Perhaps you've been spending too much time trying to one-up LARR with all the punnetry. Perhaps you are really a robot. Perhaps you should be in my corner office Monday morning at 8am for a meeting. :)
 
Our 3000+ pages in the archives make excellent reading for anyone who can't sleep, anyone who likes to waste time, and anyone who appreciates horrible puns, and the archives of The Fantastic Word Game are not to be confused with the homes of the bees who were taken aboard the ark by Noah prior to the Great Flood, because the bees' homes were a completely different kind of ark hives.
 
Ark hives were suffered by the those who were allergic to hairy beasts which is why we wanted to keep dmargalotti off the ark in the first place.

But did dmargalotti care?? NoooooOOOOOOOOOoooooooo!!
 
In the first place I went to, I had a beer, and then I went to a second place and had another beer, and then I went to a third place and had two more beers, and when I staggered home at 2 in the morning and told my wife I felt bad, she said "Well, you shouldn't have been drinking in the first place!" and I said "No, the first place was okay but I shouldn't have had those extra beers in the third place."

No, I don't drink beer---never have. But I had a clever idea and I went with it.
 
In the third place I went to, they knew nothing about TFWG so I told them all to just follow the golden road of discarded punnetry which will lead them right to us.
 
To us, or at least to many of us, almost anything can be an excuse for atrocious puns.

WMC, if I really did read through all 3000+ archived pages, wouldn't that prove I actually was a robot?
 
Atrocious puns have been creeping into our daily lives here so we all hope that LARR and Jeff can keep the punnetry to a funny and engaging level.

No, Jeff, it would just prove that you enjoy reading. Or have no life. Or both. :)

Speaking of TFWG and its history, I have a feeling that LARR has some fun and interesting factoids about TFWG that he is ready to spill for this week's factoid lesson. I'm quite sure of it. I really am.
 
A funny and engaging level provided a lot of laughs as the carpenter worked and he wished that his hammer and drill could be equally funny and engaging.

Today's Fun Factoid concerns The Fantastic Word Game. Don't ask me where I got the idea. When the game started, each participant would begin a sentence with the word that ended the previous sentence. Often the beginning and ending word was not even put in boldface. Post #22 ended with "nitty-gritty" but technically that is a single word. Post #365 ended with "1999," which is obviously not a single word when pronounced but is written as a single group of numbers. The first boldfaced ending word that was actually two words appeared in post #412. It was "Mike-FM" and was written by.....by.....oh, I may as well just come right out and say it: It was Mister WMC. Yes, he arbitrarily changed the rules all by hims wittle self.
 
Funny and engaging as the carpenter found his tools; the plumber was always depressed as his work was so draining and wrenching.

For now, let's just brush off the painter...
 
Draining and wrenching as his job is, the plumber nevertheless proceeded to hammer away at his tasks so that he could winch future jobs into the pipeline.

LARR, if 'nitty-gritty' is TECHNICALLY a single word, then why isn't MIKE-FM technically a single word as well? Hmmmm???

Also, there is a very interesting factoid concerning Miss Silkie. Or, more specifically, how we (those of us here at the time)..umm...'viewed' her for awhile. It was all very hilarious. Can you figure out what it was??
 


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