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Originally posted by KewpieAnd a lot more fun, plus there is nothing better than tapping into the creative side of the brain to prepare us for a chess move, or an 'Angry Bird' session.
They usually have a bit more meat to them than Word Association Games, because you have to make a reasonable continuation of what went before, unlike the WAGs which often share only a single letter or remote connection with their preceding entries.
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03 Aug 13
Originally posted by kevcvs57TaDa
Works for me, who will get the ball rolling?
Four years had passed since the birth of Sweetpea and Wimpy, now Superintedent Wimpy was passing by Popeye & Olive's home, such as it was, and decided to pop in to say hi. Olive answered the door on the second knock and stood there holding another youngster on her what was now an "ample" hip while Sweetpea cried, "But momma you said I could go with daddy this time."
03 Aug 13
Originally posted by Great Big SteesOf course He could not go with daddy this, or any other time, daddy was on a top secret mission for the U.S Navy all Olive knew was that daddy was somewhere in the Southern Hemisphere.
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Four years had passed since the birth of Sweetpea and Wimpy, now Superintedent Wimpy was passing by Popeye & Olive's home, such as it was, and decided to pop in to say hi. Olive answered the door on the second knock and stood there holding another youngster on her what was now an "ample" hip while Sweetpea cried, "But momma you said I could go with daddy this time."
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04 Aug 13
Originally posted by KewpieSweetpea said, " Hello Mr. Wimpy please come in. Momma can you get Mr. Wimpy and Ice Tea, we'll take it in the parlour thanks...oh and don't forget the Digestive too." Olive looked and Wimpy with a quizzical look on her face as if to say, "Whoa! where'd that come from?"
"This isn't your daddy, darling, this is our friend Mister Wimpy. Say hello Mister Wimpy to be polite."
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04 Aug 13
Originally posted by vanderveldeYes it all has to do with Global Warming and our need to be available 24/7/365 OK and every 4 years 24/7/366.
Noone bothers any more to make a good coffee (in public places).
Water springs, tea ritual, good honey, good coffee - it's for the rich.
Plebeians are doomed to drink lousy bottled expensive water, bad coffee etc.
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Originally posted by Great Big SteesMr Wimpy twirled His moustache nervously and cleared His throat as He avoided Olives gaze, eventually managing an unconvincing comment about "kids growing up so fast these days".
Sweetpea said, " Hello Mr. Wimpy please come in. Momma can you get Mr. Wimpy and Ice Tea, we'll take it in the parlour thanks...oh and don't forget the Digestive too." Olive looked and Wimpy with a quizzical look on her face as if to say, "Whoa! where'd that come from?"
On hearing this Sweatpea slammed His copy of 'Roget's Thesaurus' shut and demanded to know what the average maturation rate of children had to do with anything, Olive scurried away for biscuits whilst Mr Wimpy twirled His moustache again.
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Originally posted by kevcvs57Sweetpea looked at Wimpy's upperlip growth and asked, "Is that real?" Wimpy laughed and said, "Why yes Sweetpea it is. Why do you ask?" "Cuz it's slipping off on the right side. Who are you really? Mum Wimpy isn't who he says he is." Fortunately for "Wimpy" Olive didn't hear what Sweetpea was saying because the tea kettle was whistling so loudly it drowned out his words. Wimpy, or whoever he was, grabbed Sweetpea by the neck and started to choke him. Sweetpea was able, more by luck than by guile to pop open a can of spinach and...
Mr Wimpy twirled His moustache nervously and cleared His throat as He avoided Olives gaze, eventually managing an unconvincing comment about "kids growing up so fast these days".
On hearing this Sweatpea slammed His copy of 'Roget's Thesaurus' shut and demanded to know what the average maturation rate of children had to do with anything, Olive scurried away for biscuits whilst Mr Wimpy twirled His moustache again.