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Fantastic word game

Flashing at me from all angles, that ellipsis in quad's contribution (Post #50,781) is about to make my former Game Czar head explode.

Must not look at it. Must not look. Oh no! Aaaaaaarrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

***Clean up in Aisle 5!! And 6. And 18!***

By the way, let's wish our International Director of Band Camp (that would be dmargalotti) a very happy belated birthday!!
 
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"Make my former Game Czar head explode" he stated in a not-so-well thought out end clue, knowing full-well there's a ragin' redneck down here in Texas who'd just be pleased as punch to act as the detonator.

It's a cameo appearance from under the 10-gallon, varmints, so don't bother gettin' yer collective britches in a bunch.

Much obliged fer the occasional gameplay mentions, CT.
 
The detonator is unguarded, rosecity, so feel free to release some of that pent-up negative energy.

I enjoyed that end clue of mine very much, thank you, rosecity. Now be a nice guy and wish dmargalotti a happy belated birthday.
 
"Monday, Monday", according to the Mamas and Papas, was a day that you just can't trust.
 
You just can't trust, as you get older, all your memories or all your farts.

Sorry for the ellipsis...I was tying to keep up with John Denver's lyrical meter there with a long-enough pause.
 
The barn has been burnt to the ground, CT, the cow has perished, and all that's left is a smolderin' pile o' ruins that lies beneath the 10-gallon hat.

But, hey, I ain't forgot all yer kindness n' the good standin' you have in what's left o' the half-standin' ranch.
 
Beneath the 10-gallon hat, of the pink variety, which she purchased at the RCM Ranch Souvenir Barn last year, stands my petite blonde intern, in shock over this turn of events and pondering the very meaning of her life.
 
A family acquaintance has informed me that the weather down in sunny Florida has been absolutely fantastic which means I'll be able to get my tan on and perhaps work some non-Game Czar unofficial lovely young library intern recruiting sessions.

I do it for PowerWorld. I'm a company man most of the time. Hey, just 3 days until I head south (to Florida). What will happen here while I'm gone is anyone's guess. I may return to skeletal remains. Only the Shadow knows.
 


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