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Fantastic word game

Part of his gimmick would also be naming his scepter "Constance," it being made out of beef jerky, and taking a big chomp or two out of it during his matches.

The forces of good and evil ... no, make that the forces of evil and unspeakably evil, are tugging my game play in opposite directions.
 
Matches between good and evil are always won by the good as evidenced in the distant past with the attempted return of TheDude (who created this game, tried to take it over after a very long absence, then tried to have it shut down, and was Stuart's object of desire) and SKenJenningsSummers, who attempted to take us down as well.

It's all in the archives, anyone can look it up.

rosecity, I wasn't Game Czar for 18 years.
 
I heard a nasty, untrue rumor that the forces of good always comes out on top with the victory.

Really? What happened here? Looks like a couple of dastardly heels threw a jug of maple syrup all over that premise, I'll tell you what.

Are you really gonna roll over and play dead, WMC? You're actually gonna let us walk around all puffy-chested and strutting about in your world-famous PowerWorld HQ? A pair of hooligans break into your crib, eat your leftovers, grab your remote, fart on your sofa...

...and nothing?

Isn't this one of the very reasons you've employed scanman and his detail all of these years?

CT, you do realize the mechanical bull is currently unguarded, right?
 
The victory will be celebrated in the public square by toppling the statues, then by burning the dictator in effigy.

I heard that his former headquarters will be turned into a museum celebrating the peoples' victory over the imperialist dogs.
 
News to me that I have chicken muscles.

...but they seem to have done the job, so I'll claim 'em.

Padre...long story short, there's no more barnyard, no more Game Czar, and we've found out that there's a significant amount more sinister activities coming from the Ranch and Vermont Boudoir than anyone (including us) had originally anticipated with just the occasional well-timed semicolon.

I am a wee-bit concerned with my Compadre's feet, however. They seem to be getting a little nip of chill. Mister Ed, however, seems evil enough that he is continuing to poke the dead horse with a stick. I guess that's just how Mister Ed is wired.
 
Pork cheeks make for a tender, juicy and delectable sandwich.

Only from the world-renowned Buc-ee's, of course.
 
Roast beef, chipped up and mixed with celery, over a bed of white rice is a dish sporting the name goulash here, and is one of my personal favorites.

Good call, Chief Kemosabe. It is high-time for the redneck to belly up to the ol' feed trough. The mornin' coffee only takes one so far.
 
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One of my personal favorites on the radio right now is a country duet by Ella Langley and Riley Green titled "You Look Like You Love Me."

But Blake Shelton's new one, "Texas," is moving up fast. Using that as an ending clue, however, would be too close to my recently used "a Texan."
 


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