I'm sure some of the things we have written have made Glenn want to run and HIDE, but I feel like we are all PALS here now, so maybe he is overlooking our FLAW S and just letting us be us!! Muchas Gracias Glenn!

I'll say, Glenn is sure giving us a WIDE playground. I'm thinking no GALS read this or they'd knock us FLAT.

The WISE and prudent thing to do, would be not to test how far we can go... GAPS and flaws in our wisdom could cause the FLAG of warning to be flown high above our heads...

That would really test our WILE, we're so into verbal GAGS we could start a FLAP no matter how careful we are.

We can stay low to the TILE, maybe wear BAGS over our head, wave the FLAG a bit, and maybe the evil eye of Sauron will move on past us.

If Sauron sees us we'll end up with a TILT to our heads because our neck SAGS like undercooked FLAN

Stay low, but don't breathe in the SILT, I have found myself choking in GAGS, definately not part of the PLAN.

Not being able to breath will make you WILT worse than bad GASS in a bean eating CLAN.

That last one put me on TILT, laughing so hard, my belly a MASS of jiggling flesh, causing me to grab it in a CLAW like grip, oops did I hear something rip? I think I'll have a little sip, can't see my feet so I'll probably trip, enough of this little quip.

Just so long as you didn't grab a jiggling MILT of BASS, I'm afraid it would stick in my CRAW.

sufferin succotach and gibbering gaFILTafish, once the MASS quit jigglin, I had to crawl CRAB like all the way home, so far did I roam, spewing out foam, looking for the familiar dome, only to fall asleep early in the loam.

Rubbin da rhubarb till ya get yer FILL then leavin the LASS before her boyfriend can GRAB your . . . self.

Maybe we aught to think up some new words to start with, thoughts tend to MILL around the same zones, making me want to PASS on adding any more, lending to comments becoming somewhat DRAB.

Tis something to MULL over, and HASS crossed my mind a time or two, these are becoming a DRAG.

Take a turn, I'll follow.

aw GEEZ, you sure know how to put the pressure on a guy, simply not FAIR Frosty, nervousness makes me want to HURL! ag the pressure!

Not fair? And YOU kick this off with . . . geez?!?

I'd have to be some kind of GEEK with a LAIR in my parent's basement to come up with a PURL like that!

Well to be honest, I did have to SEEK a bit to find something a bit more challenging. I was thinking things were getting a bit LAIM (sic) and wanted something that might un FURL some wit!!

It certainly wasn't a MEEK challenge you LAID on like real FURS at a PITA rally.

Indeed, as I enjoyed my LEEK soup, I snickered, wondering if you would have to seek out a smart MAID for assistance to appease the BURS i had placed on your backside, snigger snigger

I snigger and chortle at your wit as I toss the LEES from my tea out the window. Fortunately I PAID my dues and don't have to live in a BURB anymore.

I fell to my NEES laughing at my PARD and chocked on a BURP!

Is your Nees cute? Does she shave her legs or use NEET? More importantly was she hurt when when you fell to her, laughing at your PART? You'll have to tell me how you do it sometime, is chocking your pard with a burp better than using a BURL?

She had to help me to my FEET, fed me chicken PARM and sent me on my way with a backside fulla BURN.

Did she ask how you FELT? Find out if you'd suffered HARM? Threaten to lock you in the BARN? For your own good of course. ;)

Oy Ga VELT, this game is so HARD, wouldn't be if I didn't give a DARN.