by fat cherry » Fri Dec 14, 2012 5:26 pm
KOK, KOK, KOK.... the game is, to put those into a sentence or paragraph, and then say 'see what i did there'. ok i'll have a go...
I was going up to liverpool as a show of strength for my fave band, well at least they used to be, so i was going to try and rescue my love for them at any rate. Due to the stormy weather we were running late - we were driving up the coast and the ocean rain was lashing down - my mind drifted to my former career as a chemist and particularly the organic compound toluene, which has seven Cs in it. Suddenly the missus said, we never stop normally, but i think i need a poo, i said [for purists of the game], OK cos i think i need it too. Once we'd been to the lav I said, get in the car, which she did and settled down to read her book - the david niven memoir, bring on the dancing horses. She really wanted to read Mac's autobiography, and I'd made a promise that she could have it for christmas a couple of years ago, along with the usual perfume and all that jazz. Obviously she didn't get the former but thats the disease of christmas, you make promises you cant deliver. Anyway the whole christmas thing these days is as fake as the shroud of turin. So she cracked and had a go at me, with those lips like sugar - their usual ripeness gone gone gone. I said leave it alone, all i want is for you to back off love. And she did to an extent, but nothing lasts forever does it? One night we were watching some crime thing on the telly, i wanted to watch the footy but she said, eh, whats the name of that drummer in The Who? I said, its OK, if you like, you can watch The Killing. Moon! Keith moon, thats the bloke.
did you see what i did there?
brrrrm tshhhhh!!!
OK I struggled a bit here and there and the niven reference is an obvious cheat, and i expect theres at least one in there you're not going to get.
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fat cherry on Fri Dec 14, 2012 5:33 pm, edited 3 times in total.