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Fantastic word game

A meaningful monetary contribution to his retirement fund would go a long ways in hirin' an additional intern so he can kick back n' leave all the paperwork n' responsibilities behind, but this time it'll hafta be one that's tall, lanky, and brunette.

...n donnin' a pair o' tight fittin' britches. That kinda gal can dee-liver as many demerits to my roadside mailbox as she dee-sires, I'll tell you what.
 
The WNBA has attracted significantly more attention ever since the start of the feud between Clark and Angel Reese, the former LSU star nicknamed "Bayou Barbie."

Brunette all over, she is, and tall, too, but more curvaceous than lanky, if you ask me.
 
"Baby Shark" held that par-ticular distinction fer you, I'm sure, 'til the ramblin' redneck introduced the ACTUAL "Most Annoyin' Song Ever" to your world.


Sorry 'bout this, Padre.
 
In the bottom of a bottle lies what was once a purdy intoxicated worm, I reckon, if'n we've now changed course to the subject o' my fave-o-rite brand o' tequila.
 
The champs (as o' current) are the can't-be-seen, on title run 17, John Cena, n' "Main Event" Jey Uso, who's in his first run with the strap, fer all those 'rasslin marks keepin' score at home.

I bet we'll all feel that Massachusetts heat wave once a certain someone from up yonder reads this bull-ony.
 
Wives, husbands, and anyone else who likes to cook is undoubtedly taking a breather for a couple of days during this (yes, rcm) Massachusetts (and beyond) heatwave so as not to collapse from heat exhaustion in the kitchen.
 
The kitchen is where I will be turning that pound o' ground round (which may contain relatives of certain bovines previously mentioned here at TFWG) in my freezer into nice, juicy hamburgers and hot dogs.
 
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Playing my cards in the company break room while separating my coworkers from their weekly paychecks is apparently frowned upon by HR.

I said to HR, "You've got to know when to hold 'em. Know when to fold 'em. Know when to walk away and know when to run".
 
H.R. Pufnstuff, n' the rest o' the Livin' Island, tried to help shipwrecked Jimmy at ev'ry turn, but seein' as how the show only lasted a single season on NBC, it's apparent that the executives at the Peacock quickly realized that the title character was also a double entendre.

I reckon it'd be kinda like if FWG had a "Gummy" Gunderson character roamin' 'round the boudoir. Hey, maybe it's ol' "Gummy" who will finally pull the trigger n' rid us, once n' fer all, o' that infernal mechanical bull up yonder. I'd sure smoke...er, ingest to that.
 
A double entendre or two has been known to sneak by the game show censors.
 


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