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Post by cheride on Sept 12, 2006 22:07:32 GMT -5
Just have to say that you guys are cracking me up these past few days about this 'v-chip' thing. Strange that it's never been an issue in the past and all of a sudden it's popping up like crazy; did we just become a little more raunchy, or what?
Anyway, there really is a list of Forbidden Words (okay, that's not really what it's called, but I like the way it sounds), though I don't think it's particularly comprehensive; I guess we just hit a rocky patch. Though I think it might be more amusing if just every once in a while we just added random normal words to the "banned" list, and substituted them with something completely off the wall. It could be like our very own version of Mad Libs, or something; never know what you might get. ;D
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Post by pheral on Sept 13, 2006 3:32:46 GMT -5
Lol. It's because i'm here. Things always go downhill when i arrive. I start saying things like s-p-o-o-n and everything goes to hell.
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Post by lmlewis on Sept 13, 2006 17:15:58 GMT -5
Here, this test is for Owl: A Bit of Lear (or, in this case, Leer) (I couldn't think of anything else with both thingys in it.)
The Owl and the girl thingy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, 'O lovely girl thingy! O girl thingy my love, What a beautiful girl thingy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful girl thingy you are!'
girl thingy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married! too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?' They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Bong-tree grows And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a ring at the end of his nose.
'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.' So they took it away, and were married next day By the Turkey who lives on the hill. They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible sthingy; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon.
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