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Fantastic word game

Difficult it may be, but we'll get all of the details worked out, so as to allow our distinguished crew of fellow FWGers to enjoy a little quality time with the old girl.
 
Quality time with the old girl includes celebrating the Fun Department's Christmas in July month-long spectacular, which we started years before anybody even thought of it in the unoriginal fashion to which they have become accustomed.
 
They have become accustomed to a certain amount of advertisements popping up on Fantastic Word Game (FWG, as I prefer), during the moments we play the game, but nobody ever prepared me to witness an ad that cordially invited me to come "taste the flavors" of Waco, Texas.

Nothing against my central Texas brethren, but Waco sure ain't the first place in which I'd choose for me and The Queen to specifically seek out for an evening of dining and dancing.
 
Waco, Texas once submitted an application to develop their own local PowerWorld band camp but their local band camp committee and dmargalotti, our International Director of Band Camp (IDBC as most prefer), were unable to reach a satisfying conclusion.

rosecitymedia said:
Lease agreement for our unused pens, formerly known as the Cotton Belt Corral and Horse Exhibit, is currently being negotiated.

I've also been made privy to a rumor, through way of the heifer, our friend from Massachusetts is quite suspicious over the impending name change.
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Gee, rosecity, ya think?

Well, guess what? It's the weekend and time to unwind and relax. What better way to do that than hitting the dance floor tomorrow night at the new Illusions for another fantastic 80s Rockfest. Join us in person or via the huge PowerWorld livestream. The Denny's-sponsored mechanical bull is waiting to see you. And we'll see you later on Sunday morning for some great grub cooked by kenny and Denny's. Have a great weekend!!!
 
Hitting the sack, for those of us equipped in that manner, hurts like the dickens.

I try not to think too much, WMC, given it hurts almost as bad as a shot below the over-sized belt buckle, but I knew that it wouldn't take much thought to perk your ears up a little bit.

Stuart and Phyllis no-showed their reservation I mentioned earlier in the game, leading me to think this departure may be...if not permanent...extended. The redneck delegation has, therefore, chosen the over on August 1st.
 
 Jewels, especially diamonds, are considered to be a girl's best friend.

Speaking of which, The Cajun Queen's pendant has walked off, and Connie is remaining fairly aloof while being questioned this morning.

CT...you haven't seen the Pretty Blonde Intern sporting a new piece of jewelry around her neck, have you? The Queen pulled out her cauldron this morning, and appears to be brewing up one of her concoctions. If it's Kayla, for the love of all that's holy, please send it back poste haste. Otherwise, the PBI may wake up tomorrow morning sporting a big wart on the end of her nose, and a nasty, festering rash on her hind end. I've seen this before, partner, and I'd hate to see that little cutie patooty be put through what TCQ conjures up.

Thanks, in advance, for your immediate attention to this matter.
 
A girl's best friend, if that girl happens to be bovine, would be a diamond engagement nose ring from the bull of her dreams.

The PBI spotted such a ring at Connie's place last night. The heifer hemmed and hawed and finally said it had been a gift from an ex-bullfriend. Kayla's still a mite suspicious, and I'm doing nothing to quash that suspicion.

PS -- No pendant here.
 
Her dreams include winning first prize at the Texas State Fair, looking up and gazing at the impressive size of Big Tex, and coming back home, to the ranch, proudly sporting a blue ribbon.

If her dreams ever come true, I've given her my word I'll use the winner's purse to buy her a new trailer, and that it will have springs and full suspension package. She's long been fed up with turning into a milkshake every time we go to town or beyond.
 
A blue ribbon (blue-ribbon as most Game Czars prefer) committee has awarded highest honors for several years now to Miss Silkie's Tasty Tidbits regarding her delicious foodstuffs and everything from cleanliness to customer service.

The lovely young library interns get quite excited when those honors come in. Miss Silkie and Sweetie Pie are known to do a little dance as well.
 
Everything from cleanliness to customer service has gone to hell in a handbasket with today's society, but that simply wouldn't have been tolerated in my daddy's day.
 
In my daddy's day, the sports that dominated conversation and the newspapers were baseball, boxing and horse racing, and the men who attended those events all wore hats.

And the whole word was sepia toned. I wonder if that will ever come back.
 
 Hats remain a crucial part of dressing to the nines in this part of the country.

A thoroughly polished belt buckle is, also, a key component to any duded up ensemble.
 
The country fried steak and eggs combination is a delicious choice for any meal at Denny's.

Mechanical bull not included.
 
Any meal at Denny's, here in the City of Roses, will be served up with a heaping helping of spit, if you start to yell at the waitresses and cause a scene.

No additional charge.
 
Cause a scene at Miss Silkie's place and you'll be pelted by all kinds of creme puffs.

Not sure if that's a hindrance or an invitation. ;)
 
Creme puffs are not available on any Chinese buffets I've ever perused, around these parts, but cream puffs are most certainly.

Dipped, generously, in a cup of sweet n' sour sauce. Mmm mmm! 😋

Now then. After a little searching, it seems Creme Puff was a cat, according to The Google. You might find a couple of breeds of those on a Vietnamese menu, somewhere in this country. I mean, you never can be too sure of what might be lurking in your next bowl of pho...
 
Most certainly, we are on the cusp (sort of) of reaching Post #48,000 which is something to look forward to so let's keep on keepin' on, double down and do what we need to do to get there very soon.

In real life, I'm on staycation this week but, in fake TFWG life, I'm still in my plush Game Czar office so perhaps, possibly, maybe, we'll get really close this week. Courtesy of the RCM Ranch (rcm ranch if you prefer), a lifetime supply of beaver nuggets and fresh milk to the contributor of Post #50,000.
 
Get there very soon to my mailbox, oh, large money order that is, obviously, heading here from the Game Czar's neck of the woods for Connie to ever consider giving the milk away for  free.

Keep in mind who's brand Connie wears, partner. Unless you're looking to make an even trade for Miss Silkie (sans Sweetie Pie) and her lovely, library interns (all of them), hands off my heifer's teat. 😉
 


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