April 23, 2004






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    Are You Game? 


    Things are not very merry over here in LMF-land..  So let's make light of it!    Have a go at this game, if you're sadly seeking your own merriment (or even if you're perfectly merry, but just want to waste a little time):


    Write me one sentence in which every word begins with consecutive letters of the alphabet.  The longer the sentence, the more kudos -- and if it actually makes sense, even better!  


    Here's a sample:


     "A baboon can demand elegance for good, however in jest (knowing little more news of proper quiet ruminations) subject to unforgetable villification when xeroxing your zed."


    Uh.  Did I say "sense"??  But you know what?  I am, suddenly, laughing!


    Give a shot at your own giggle?

Comments (20)

  • All Boobs Can Defy Every Fascination Given Happy Interests Join Korporeal Lusts Minus No Oggling Plus Quick Release Socks Then Until Viewed While X-Rated Yes! Zzzzzzzzz

  • i am guffawing like a loon even if i know Korporeal is not a word. oh my foot!

  • That's a tough act to follow.  Maybe later.

  • Appropriately banal comments demand energy from gorgeous hussies I just kiss lovingly, may none of populace's queers rant stupidly under very wearisome Xangas.  Yours zealously,

  • Thanks for the words. WildCane is something else, isn't he?

  • I'm too lazy to come up with my own right now, but here are the lyrics from Kermit the Frog's African Alphabet (awesome song--download it)

    Amazing Beautiful Creatures Dancing Excite the Forest Glade--in my Heart how I do Jump like the Kudu Listenening to the Music so Nice the Organ Plays.  Quietly Rests the Sleepy Tiger Under the Vinetree at the Waterside and X marks the place 'neath the Yellow moon where the Zulu chief and I did hide.

  • Wow, too hard for so early in the am.  I'll try later to come up with something interesting.

    Sorry things aren't so merry there.  You deserve merriment!

  • Any bozo can die, every fool grows homesick in justification, knows love may never overcome private quests, rises several times until victories win "x" -- yesterday's zeitgeist.

  • Because crops don't excel for grownups, help it, just KAI-YAI-YAI loudly. Meaning no obnoxious pretenses, quench reason, scorch that understanding. Verily, what x-amination yields zootropic? Answer.

  • Hope things look up for you soon.

  • It's end of workday on Friday and I'm barely able to muster the brain capacity to type let alone this! However, I just kinda let my noggin' open...perhaps quite remarkable, sensational things (unassumingly voiced) will xenosticate.  (Ok, not a word, but I was on a role and refused to submit to my paltry vocabulary!)  Hope you're well!!!!

  • Oh, my what a challenge.... I'm tempted to play, but on to my xanga rounds.

  • Almost bare, cat dares ease. Feline grace habitual? I joke. Kitty lounges, meowls naggingly. Odor putrescent. Quick, restrain Sweetie! The unwillingness violent, writhing. X-rayed yowl, zero-in.

  • oh. my brain........

  • Alas, because caring does entwine doting, euphoric friends, give hope. I'm just kidding, lovingmy40s, my neurotic opinions perhaps quickly reveal sanity tainted. Ubiquitous, vacuous, weak-minded xenophobe- yearns zymurgy.

    (Ufda... rough translation: I really hope things are better, please tell us you're okay. I know I seem crazy sometimes when I offer opinions but it's all in fun. Simple paranoids like myself are everywhere and we all just need a drink.  )

  • Apple bobbing citizens, don't eat fruit given half-heartedly, in jest,...

      ...aw crap.  I give up already.

  • Ok, here ya go.  Took me days to get my brain clear enough to tackle this.

    Again, Basil couldn’t dive effectively for gold having injected “juice”  ka-ka like murderer’s nasty oppressive poison quietly rushing silently through unbridled veins with xerophilous yauldly zeal.  

  • Um.. no.  I can't think like that.  :P

  • Ali Baba can dance every feeling, great haunches inevitably jouncing Kafka mangoes now open parachutes quickly reservists so the uberlings vow wanton xylophones zoom.

  • After becoming completely drunk, eager French girls held intramural jousts, knocking lances merrily. Naturally, overheated players quickly removed some t-shirts. Unclothed vixens wrestling? X-rated, yet zuperb!

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