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Fantastic word game

It started controlling us, but we brought everything under control by bringing our shovels and rakes and implements of destruction, and 27 8x10 colored glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one, and then went to have a thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat at Alice's Restaurant.

... where you can get anything, excepting Alice. And sad to say, the real Alice, the inspiration for the above-mentioned classic, just passed away a few days ago.
 
Alice's Restaurant opened a tad late for Thanksgiving Day because it took one heck of a long time to read Ed's really, really, really, Miss Silkie-like, long contribution.
 
Ed's really, really, really, Miss Silkie-like, long contribution was perfect except for his failure to capitalize Thanksgiving, which, in this game and at this time of year, borders on a capital offense.

Three demerits, but at least he avoided the death penalty.
 
"Offense is back out in the field, in what has been a rather spirited and exciting game between two longtime titans of the gridiron."

The heifer sets up under center. 1st and 10 for the Rednecks.
 
Two longtime titans of the gridiron, Anyacat and quadraphonic, are much missed on this Thanksgiving Day with one of them watching from above and the other hopefully making a few appearances for our upcoming historic 18th anniversary.

Ok, well, not sure if it would be considered historic but it sounds good and, really, how many other word/sentence internet games last 18 years! Plus, we keep Radio Discussions on the map. :cool::p:D

Happy Thanksgiving to one and all from PowerWorld LLC, PowerWorld Town, the Board of Governors, the Executive Board, and the Fantastic Word Game (TFWG as everyone around the world knows I prefer).
 
Our upcoming historic 18th anniversary should be one for the record books so I hope that the fine folks at Radio Discussions will help us celebrate in appropriate fashion.

And by 'help', I mean throw us a parade; cater a massive dinner, giving Miss Silkie and the interns a night off; advertise our achievement throughout the interwebs; and, just plain old give us some hearty congratulations. That's not too much to ask, is it? ;)

Great to see all the volunteers throughout band camp today. There was a minor snafu when a couple of HOSS scanman's newer security guys somehow didn't recognize me and stopped me from entering the main campus but we got that straightened out. Eventually. Thanks for coming down so quickly, scanman.
 
Celebrate in appropriate fashion, with all of the neighborly rednecks in the South, by raising up a frosty mug of your favorite ice-cold beer.

We recommend Miller Lite, official sponsor of the RCM Ranch's brass cowbell, and vintage neon light (as now pictured via avatar).

See, folks? Not everything in this game (coming from Dixieland, anyway) is a load of hooey.
 
A frosty mug of your favorite ice-cold beer will help you cool off on a hot summer day, or help you come up with ideas for your next post here at The Fantastic Word Game (or TFWG as some prefer.)

Oh, about those demerits...
 
Your next post here at The Fantastic Word Game (or TFWG as some prefer) could continue one of the various storylines of which my favorite is band camp.
 
My favorite is band camp panty raids, but we haven't gone back on one since scanman's goon squad chased us out of the gates and had the audacity to call the cops.

I mean golly, partner. It was just some rambunctious boys being boys.
 
Sign me up for a pallet of the cold, liquid gold that neon sign advertises.

Hate to admit it, compadre, but that was merely an artist's animated conception of Connie. She's camera shy, and kept turning her fly-swarmed hind end towards me every time I tried to capture a shot. Eventually, I just gave up on trying, sat down on the stool, and cracked open another tallboy.
 
That neon sign advertises 'Miss Silkie's Tasty Tidbits' so brightly that people see it from miles and miles away.

Legend has it that it can be seen from the rcm ranch. Is that so, rosecity?
 
A telescope, pointed in the right direction, could reveal some very intersting goings-on at the RCM ranch.
 
Some very intersting goings-on at the RCM ranch don't bear mentioning or repeating, but I don't mind giving a play by play, even when it comes to pointing out the landmarks here and there, but mostly there, which are repeated by those who think they need to conduct analysis of themselves, in order to tell on themselves.

We already took care of it, but I guess others need to have it explained to them. Or maybe a questionnaire has gone out asking if it's true. 🤡
 
In order to tell on themselves, when it comes to linguistic errors, those people would have to be stupid.

I mean, what's the point of that? They'd only be earning demerits for themselves.
Speaking of errors, a trio of those little devils will be on their way to Ed for his e-less "intersting" in his most recent post.
 


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