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Fantastic word game

Your entertainment pleasure of playing this long-running game suddenly doesn't appear to be so pleasurable to others, but it's too early to tell whether the numerous absentee contributors are staging another boycott or are simply on vacation.

Hoping they didn't choose Texas as their destination!
 
Industries such as airline, sunscreen, and food rely on me to support them anytime I take one of my trips to sunny Florida.
 
One of my trips to sunny Florida will see me set-up a meetin' with Ed to find out if'n I can interest him in a lil' horse tradin' fer his freezer.
 
His freezer is already loaded with horse meat and set to ship out of the Port of Miami on the next freighter to France.

Demerit time, rose. No hyphen in "set up" as a verb.
 
Money bein' called moola (moolah, as many o' us would likely prefer) makes my mind wander back to good ol' days o' the territories.

I won't elaborate on it, however.
 
The territories of professional wrestling from the '60s through most of the '80s were the WWWF (or WWF, as it eventually preferred) in the Northeast, the AWA in the Midwest and Great Plains states, and the NWA pretty much everywhere else.
 
Everywhere else you look, people are enjoying this beautiful summer weather in his or her own individual and unique way.
 
His or her own individual and unique way of playin' this here game is frowned upon by some o' the original cast members o' Fantastic Word Game (TFWG, as they so wrongly prefer), n' the line that was initially drawn by them is expected to be toed.

They ain't so keen on aggressive redneck personalities, neither.

I dunno, maybe "towed"? It's "toe the line" in the Lone Star, so "toed" is what this dumb ol' hayseed is goin' with. Apologies to the boudoir if'n some early "hump day" demerit filin' is warranted.
 
To be toed or not to be toed is one question for later while the question for right now is where has everyone been all day long??
 
"Where has everyone been all day long??", he asked, knowin' full-well the answer is the hills, of course, n' that he already knew the answer from information he has gathered behind the scenes.

'ceptin the Linguistics Czar n' his Petite Blonde Intern. They, of course, are in the boudoir. Likely enjoyin' a short stack o' pancakes (waffles, if they prefer) drippin' in maple syrup, 2 cups o' pipin' hot coffee, n' CT sittin' there mullin' over his personally dee-livered copy o' the local newspaper, simply aghast that the EIC would allow fer so many linguistical errors to make it on to news stands across the great State of Vermont.
 
Information he has gathered behind the scenes from his intelligence operatives indicate that today's contributions will be in much higher numbers than yesterday's contributions.
 
Yesterday's contributions numbered two, n' those were levied by just you n' me WMC, so anything above n' beyond that'll be a marked improvement.

Perhaps you can hop on a plane, usin' yer PowerWorld-approved Frequent Flyer miles of course, n' take an unplanned trip on down to DeSantisland (sunny Florida, as you prefer), stop by Mister Ed's place, n' plug the Freezer o' Doom back in. Right 'bout now, after this many days off, it's liable to be purdy pee-yew in there.
 
Quickly as he could, runnin' through the tall grass up the steeply-graded hillside, WMC searched high n' low fer his friends n' feller PowerWorld colleagues who have recently been nowhere to be found, beggin' them to return n' not to just leave him all by himself with that loudmouthed redneck in the same room.

Hey, can I offer you a frosty Miller Lite tallboy, straight out o' the iced-down Yeti cooler, while we wait?

I can hop in the Rose City Express n' head on up to the Love's on I-20 fer a 6er o' Sam Adams, if you prefer. I reckon they still sell them Yankee suds up there in Van, n' it'll gimme a chance to go gander at all the lizards roamin' 'round out back.
 
Behavior such as that is unacceptable and will not be tolerated at any level.

HOSS scanman has entered the building!!

rosecity, sadly, I don't have time to fly the PowerWorld Jet southward to check on the Freezer Of Doom. Perhaps I will contact dmargalotti, even though he is on hiatus, to see if he can run a quick non-international band camp expedition to the FOD.
 


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