Taijitu
Forum Meta => Archive => Archived Fun => Topic started by: Tuckerani on February 21, 2007, 03:03:49 PM
-
Another random game, this is called the longest sentence, you have to try and write the longest sentence that makes sense and is only one sentence and is on the same subject and (most important rule) is written spontaneously without deletion. I know it would be easy to cheat but where would be the fun in that? Spell checking is allowed but only at the end!
Here's my pathetic attempt
I bought a packet of crisps made by the multimillionaire company walkers who are supporting red nose day although some people believe this is just a corporate promotion ploy and i can agree as i usually much prefer kettles who i believe make much nicer and healthier crisps and they are all hand cooked and not packaged in garish horrible crisp packet colours which is why i think that walkers should be shut down forever as the crisps they make are often soggy and not very crisp like at all.
The reason i stopped it was, 1. i was going off the subject, 2. i can't think of a connective to go after all and 3. I don't want to write something incredibly long on my first attempt.
WHO can beat me? entries welcome.
Yours sincerely or faithfully depending on whether i know, like, love, hate, you get the picture, you or not,
Ben
-
Another version of the game which shall be entitled version 2, is where you can go back and change things but your not allowed to use the vowel i, please state whether you are playing version 1 or 2 when you reply.
Sorry for having to double post but my javascript ain't working and for some strange reason wont let m use the modify function ???
yours,
Bennie, proud government minister of Tuckerani!
-
Ben, your threads, they don't really work, do they? :-P
-
Not at all.
-
Well, artificial inflation!
-
As long as I am pwing, dun care.
-
:trout:
-
:clap:
-
Version one, as it was written in the year nineteen-fifty-five by the great emissary to the Sultan of the East who himself had amassed a great fortune to himself through the extraction of oil in his great country of the East where it is also said that beasts walk like men and are twelve stories high in the desert wind which blows heat at day and cold to chill the bones of a weary traveller at night.
-
Ummmm.... what is going on here?
-
Version 1. "I was born in the great land of YUKUIJU where the cows roam with the lasses and kiss the ground with their every large toes, which are made of the finest hardcore metallic hipsters from Chechnya and who only snort coke true their bottoms, however awkward and unjustified that maybe.", said the lawyer with the top branded hat.
-
Version 1. "I was born in the land of the unborn where my fluids turned to salt that got used on potatoes"
-
1. "It was the dawn of the fifth age of mankind, the age of transcendence, which promised great fortunes for all of civilisation that had at this point been spread across a million worlds and united in joy under the jurisdiction of the Core."
A cookie for reference-catching.
-
O.k, so this is stupid. I'm on a mission, however.
Version 1:That's right is starts with an earthquake birds and snakes and Lenny Bruce is not afraid its the end of the world as we know is and we know that R.E.M is in the rock and roll hall of fame and I feel fine who else feels fine shonda rimes who ripped off its the end of the world and we know it for episode title in Grey's Anatomy which is actually pretty entertaining even if you gag because of the soapy aspects the dialog is pretty witty and its the end of the world as we know it was used n this kick ass skit i found online i don't know where I found the skit but it was funny and that song, its the end of the world as we know it by R.E.M should be the final song in NBC's the Singing Bee because my god that would be a difficult song to remember all of the words to.
-
Version 2: Some stuff happens, then some other stuff. I write it down and post quickly
-
Ring the alarm I been through this too long but I'll be damned If I see another guy on your arm
-
Or another arm on your guy