You've been talking about me! I KNEW it. My ears have been burning all afternoon! Don't you lot have any work to do?
Jumbie, my dear, I knew this would happen. I get the crappest job, (don't notice Dee or Wordy having to actually DO anything to earn their place in the RLG Hall of Fame. I mean, I know I'm just a lowly poet, but...), and then I just get slagged off by all unsundry,
(? think he just joined the other day), because I have been WORKING and haven't had time to finish it yet!
And then someone goes and writes another bloomin' story, so my list is wrong again!
Oooh! I could do something I might regret with my date stamp in a moment!



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Someone go and get Dee, I need her to send St Bernard with enormous bloody great barrell of gin tied round its neck..;)

tc, don't take on so!

A couple of points in reply. In answer to your first question. No.

'unsundry' That's an interesting word; sort of a cross between unsung and .... something else!

And did you know (interesting fact #1,079) that St Bernards never carried barrels of anything around their necks!

Speak to you after you've had a lie down.

John x

Pedant!

x
tc

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And....how come...if you're not working...I'm the one charging about doing this bloody list...?
Just a thought. Don't mean to rock the boat or anything..

Hang on there, TC! I’m coming! No St Bernard but got the barrel. Ice and lemon?

Oh… just thought… if you’ve been participating in this mad thread at work you’re probably on your way home by now… how come you have time for all that when you’re working??? Hmmm? Still, you’re doing a great job with the list… rock on.

Wordy… I’ve only met my mate in Southampton once, when I went to a writers conference in Winchester and she came to meet me there. It’s a bloody long way so I’m not likely to repeat the journey. Thee and me have more chance of meeting up before you flee the glorious north. (how could you?)

ee.

Dee - I just had a quick peek at your profile to see how far North you were and I am shocked to see you blatantly stating that you are half way through your first venture into crime ..... should we alert the police? Or will you split the proceeds with us if we promise to keep shtoom? (How on earth do you spell that...???)

Tinyclanger wrote in reply to Jumbo:

Pedant!

I'm quite shocked at TC's name calling and lack of table manners...didn't anyone tell her not to speak with her mouth full?? John, I don't think you're a peasant at all...

Dee...I hate to leave the beautiful North but alas, my husband refused to accept my suggestion that he goes off to Southampton and leave me and the kids up here. The fact that I suggested this to him BEFORE he knew about his relocation is neither here nor there...men can be so stroppy.

Alright then, if you're ever up here before end of June, let me know!

I really need to do some writing...

Nahed

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In case anyone was wondering I am joking...

Where did everybody go???

Daisy - the proceeds, if I ever finish this venture into crime, will be a tall gorgoeus bloke with blond hair... and I ain't splitting him with anyone!

If I don't finish it, he's dead in the water... and you're welcome to him...

ee.

Hmmmmmm ...... maybe I'll pass. I quite like the sound of the tall, blond, gorgeous bloke ...... but not if he is dead in the water :/

Oh well

Hi. The February line has been posted in the Writing Exercises forum under the topic title of RLG 2.

Right now - I'm off outta here!!!

Bye.

As she opened the car door she changed her mind -

As the wind caught her loose skirt, billowing it above her head - she wished she had changed her panties

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- sorry was that the aim - to randomly generate a story - I missed the beginning and the 6 pages was a lot to go through!

Wrong!! but very funny.

Do your homework... read the threads...

Ok, I relent. That first line was January's challenge. February's was... oh, see RLG2 thread.

You have to write a short story - max 1000 words - starting with the randomly generated opening line... only there's nothing random about it at all now. Wordy's undoubtedly long-thought-out and deeply vicious offering for March is looming on the horizon...

Am I being a mug here? You're pulling my leg, right?

ee.