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Fantastic word game

Tomorrow night at the new Illusions (New Illusions, as most rednecks would type), we'll party like it's 1999 (or, maybe 2020 with facemasks) as we celebrate our Veterans with whatever we can come up with musically.

Please join us in person or via the huge PowerWorld livestream. As rosecity mentioned, the Denny's-sponsored, permanently-guarded mechanical bull will be in working order. Join us early Sunday morning for some great grub cooked by kenny at Denny's. Do have a great weekend, won't you?

 
*puts on the black, George Strait-approved Stetson fer this'n.*

Whatever we can come up with musically won't matter a hill o' beans to some individuals, 'cuz if'n any o' you people show up wearin' a facemask in front o' this ol' hayseed, it'll be a pair o' clippers you see me holdin' in my hand fer which to give yer wool a trim.

Go 'head. Make this salty, ol' cuss's day.

*takes the black hat off*

Don't believe I've ever seen ev'ry single one o' my critters look up at me simultaneously be-fore.

Anywho, y'all be safe this weekend, n' make sure to spend it with someone you can tolerate. See y'all Monday...live n' in livin' Cinemascope from the straw-filled hayloft in the Rose Capitol o' the World.

✌️😁
 
'Lookin' good and mighty tasty' are any and all tidbits prepared by the lovely young library interns all day and all night.
 
Clues obsessing over time were not something I was aware of but you do have a point, CT, so I'm going to think about that and get back to you in a few minutes.
 
A few minutes from now, I will post another contribution with the hope that someone else will follow me in the not so distant future.
 
Time out of the Game Czar position and my former cozy and plush Game Czar corner office (which is still cozy and plush in the corner even without me in it) has made me appreciate TFWG and its longevity even more than I already did.
 
"I already did!" the husband exclaimed to his frantic ol' lady, in response to her inquiry as to whether or not he'd called the fire department after try'na light the fireplace with diesel fuel.

Musta been one o' them there Cali-forn-i-a transplants, by golly.

It's mighty cold, by typical redneck standards, this here mornin'. 33° in the air, n' a layer o' thin ice on the rose pedals. 🥶
 
Light the fireplace with diesel fuel and you'll only be able to burn a small fraction of the demerits you've accumulated.

Fortunately, your latest potentially penalty-worthy contribution came in the comment, not the submission. So take this as a verbal warning: Flowers have petals, not pedals.

44 'n' cloudy here outside the comfy, cozy lodge.
 
You've accumulated great favor within the hallowed con-fines o' the RCM Ranch, my good Vermont-residin' friends, n' if'n y'all want to stay in them there good graces, I'd quit dolin' out warnings (verbal er 'ritten) to the Ag Wing fer blatant redneckery outside o' normal gameplay.

Don't make me go n' put that there black hat back on, compadre. It's cold, the ol' hayseed has left cantankerous in the rearview n' is at level "ornery" over it, n' I ain't a bit happy to hear it's 11° warmer up there in the land o' maple. Udder jealousy, resentment, n' bitterness on my part, I'll tell you what. 😉
 
Normal gameplay may be a bit slow today what with the less than stellar weather and flight schedules pared down at PowerWorld Airport.

We've agreed to go with fewer flights in and out even though we use our own flight controllers. We like to stay on the good side of the FAA.

It's rainy and about 49 degrees in this neck of the woods, going to a high of just 53. Tomorrow, the high will be just 38 with the rest of the week in the low 40s. Welcome to New England.
 
The best in the industry, within the 'rasslin ring, at this very moment, is Phil Brooks (a.k.a. CM Punk), but he, actually, pre-fers to be called the World Heavyweight Champion n', also, The Best in the World.

Pro-'rasslin Post o' the Week (PPotW, as I prefer). We ain't had one o' them in many weeks, doggone it.

Yer most welcome, fine citizens o' Massachusetts.
 
The Best in the World (TBITW as the kids like to say) is an honor befitting most pizza places in the NY/NJ/CT metro area as long as you do not include that gross stuff that you find at all of those national pizza chains.
 
That gross stuff that you find at all of those national pizza chains is called pineapple, Padre, n' it plumb blows my pea-sized, redneck mind that someone, years ago, thought it was a good idea to put it on an otherwise perfectly good pie.

Someone shoulda said "aloha" to that par-ticular monstrosity a long, long time ago.
 
An otherwise perfectly good pie, say pizza mavens in southern New England, can be raised to new levels of perfection by removing the tomato sauce from the recipe.

A white pie, as it's called down New Haven way. Delicious with bacon and/or clam toppings.
 
The recipe fer a rich, luscious Tres Leches cake is, of course, non-homogeneous milk produced by your local dairy farm.

We're now takin' orders fer Turkey Day. Hurry! When the udder goes dry, it's dry fer the entire cold season.
 


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