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Fantastic word game

Most of the time, my mother's preferred method for doling out some typically deserved corporal punishment was a good, old-fashioned  switch.

Never got whacked with a wooden spoon, but those long, narrow switches stung like the dickens. I can certainly empathize with you, dmargalotti.
 
Switch spankings rarely happened where I grew up, because we had to pick out our own, and in our minds skinnier meant better, but somehow they were deemed able to draw blood, so out came the paddle with the string and rubber ball removed for maximum effectiveness.
 
Effectiveness at writing a complete sentence comes from a great education provided by the fine instructors in your local school system.
 
Your local school system probably doesn't have a teacher on staff who could lead a class on country music, professional wrestling or word games, but I'm right here willing and able to do the job.

Just don't ask me to teach a course on women, because I've become convinced that I know nothing about them since Kayla left me for that cow.
 
The job of Game Czar here at The Fantastic Wordgame (or TFWG as some prefer) mostly consists of sitting in his plush Game Czar office and overseeing the TFWG Board of Directors, and making sure they don't harass the interns.
 
All the young campers will no doubt try to earn brownie points with the Director of Linguistics by pointing out my error in a previous post, in which I used "The Fantastic Wordgame" instead of "The Fantastic Word Game."

I suppose now I'll never get those previous demerits rescinded.:confused:
 
The Fantastic Word Game and it's governing board would prefer not to hand out demerits to those who make mistakes when posting, but it was felt that some measure of discipline was required in order to maintain our lofty standards.

You'll get no demerits from me, Ed. I don't have the authority, but even if I did, I wouldn't be dishing them out like candy as some folks around here are prone to do.
 
Island denizens have often taken vacations on a company dime to follow happy couples while creating a mirage to be part of a privy club in the know.
 
In Disney World, access to Club 33 is either by private membership, or by the kindness of somebody who has private membership extending a reservation to enjoy dinner and a wonderfully lovely time.
 
At the Bob Evans, those of us who don't indulge on Denny's late-night menu offerings can, instead, get our fill of some freshly made Owens Sausage, farm to market eggs, piping hot pancakes, and something called a "farmhouse feast" that genuinely caught my eye.

I had to employ The Google on Bob Evans. We don't have Bob here in the Rose City, or anywhere in this vast forest of east Texas known as the Piney Woods. Looks like something The Queen and I would enjoy. Double date with you and Miss Phyllis one day soon, Stuart? You come down here, and we'll take y'all to Daniel Boone's. Daniel features a 1 lb hamburger steak or chicken fried steak. Plus free beans and Blue Bell ice cream, Constance's favorite.

Dang it! Sorry, CT.
 
My eye checked the Bob Evans website which told me that there are no locations within 100 miles of me.

I'm fairly certain that there was a BE about 10 minutes away from me a few years ago but it didn't last long and I think it was converted to a Friendly's restaurant. That's long gone now too. In fact, the last Friendly's in the greater Boston area shut down last week. There is a Bob Evans near where I stay in sunny Florida. I may have to check it out during my next visit which is a month from now. Their menu shows some delicious looking stuff.
 
Within 100 miles of me there might not be a Bob Evans, so we will have to stick with the old stand by after the Illusions and go to Denny's where Kenny might even make an appearance.
 
"The sky is falling!" exclaimed the extremely excitable Chicken Little.

Which turned poor old Turkey Lurkey into a nervous wreck.
 


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