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Fantastic word game

Possible ending clues for my previous contribution could have been long-winded ramblings about farm animals and pro-wrestling, or they could have rehashed the same tire old topics that have frequented this thread since its inception, but is it really worth putting that much time and mental energy into something that will only be read by a handful of people and quickly forgotten?
 
Going on and on and on and on, he talked about petite blonde interns, the New Illusions, The Freezer Of Doom, dead cows and chickens that used to live at a ranch in Texas, and even his plush former Game Czar office, which, to this date, remains unoccupied.

Did I miss anything?
 
Unoccupied and empty, the former Game Czar office is now nothing more than a home for spiders and dusty cobwebs.

Yes, Ed. You missed band camp, TPS Reports, the 80s Rockfest, The Lovely Olivia, lovely young library interns (completely separate from petite blond interns), the mechanical bull, Denny's, Tasty Tidbits and PowerWorld. You asked!
 
Spiders and dusty cobwebs are scattered throughout the increasingly lengthy abandonment of the once-flourishin' Miss Silkie's Tasty Tidbits.

You musta been playin' the part o' a hammer last evenin', Padre, 'cuz you kinda hit that last nail right on the head.

WMC, ain't none o' us sur-prised 'bout yer vote, I'll tell you what, but Megan McCormick would sure 'nuff like to have a word with you 'bout her n' the buckin' tin can bein' left off yer checklist to Mr. Ed.
 
Miss Silkie's Tasty Tidbits is not abandoned at all as it continues to be manned and womaned by Miss Silkie (although absent on the boards), Sweetie Pie, the lovely young library interns and myself.

Just wait until you see what they have planned for all of the band camp July 4th festivities.
 
Miss Silkie (although absent on the boards), Sweetie Pie, the lovely young library interns and myself will never be seen together at any given time or place.

I reckon that "myself" should be a "me", but like "The Hulkster" would say... "What 'cha gonna do?"

You are most certainly welcome fer that gracious set-up that I provided fer yer very own EMC this spectacular hump day, WMC, but if it ain't abandoned, someone in the PowerWorld hierarchy should really consider delegatin' a cleanin' crew to tidy up in there.
 
At any given time or place, you can go to the Fantastic Word Game (TFWG as some prefer) and read about petite blonde interns, the New Illusions, The Freezer Of Doom, dead cows and chickens that used to live at a ranch in Texas, the plush former Game Czar office, band camp, TPS Reports, the 80s Rockfest, The Lovely Olivia, lovely young library interns (completely separate from petite blond interns), the mechanical bull, Denny's, Tasty Tidbits and PowerWorld.

There. Now I got everything.
 
Petite blonde interns, the New Illusions, The Freezer Of Doom, dead cows and chickens that used to live at a ranch in Texas, the plush former Game Czar office, band camp, TPS Reports, the 80s Rockfest, The Lovely Olivia, lovely young library interns (completely separate from petite blonde interns), the mechanical bull, Denny's, Tasty Tidbits and PowerWorld are e'nuff to make anyone's cranium explode just try'na foller along.

Jiminy Christmas, Ed. That's an End Clue o' Doom (ECoD, as no one will prefer) if'n I ever saw one. However, you left out yer very own pound o' ground round. Geez, partner. It's in YER freezer!
 
Along the way, I somehow forgot to mention that in my Freezer of Doom (FoD as some might prefer) sits a pound o' ground round.

I was going to rewrite my last clue to include that pound o' ground round, (and make it even longer) but that would probably cause more heads to explode...
 
A pound o' ground round sits in that gloomy freezer right now, but please keep in mind that when the power goes out fer an extended period o' time after a hurricane pays its visit to the badlands o' southwest DeSantisland, it's gonna be crucial that you go 'head n' throw it on out.

We'd sure like to see you gathered 'round the Fantastic Word Game supper table with us this X-mas, partner, but nothin' kills an appetite faster than tales o' battlin' a case o' the food poisonin'.
 
Daughter jokes usually involve the child of a farmer, but I hesitate to make such a reference for fear of spurring on a flurry of barnyard animal and four-legged critter talk.
 
A flurry of barnyard animal and four-legged critter talk really has got some o' y'all city-slicker Yankees all hot n' bothered.

So much so, that I ain't even gone full-tilt ranch life in eons. Eons, I tell you what! Yet, that harp is still gettin' strummed. Heck fer, I've even done went n' used some o' WMC's "tire" ol' material to try n' play nice n' all.

Ah...the life o' a resident, ramblin' (n' sometimes ragin') redneck. Here's to you, Padre. 🍻
 
Hot n' bothered (Hot and bothered, as I prefer) following my visit to Miss Silkie's Tasty Tidbits, I rushed home to jump in the pool to cool down.

Business was booming, by the way. And I did some janitorial work around the building since rosecity (who has never even been there) seems to feel the place is a mess.
 
Cool down there, WMC, 'cuz ev'ry soul playin' this here game knows full-well I ain't never been there, you ain't never been there, n' her place doesn't even exist.

'cept in yer mind, of course.
 


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