Speaking of...

[Seusomon]

First person makes a sentence that ends with a noun. Second person makes a sentence that begins with that noun, and ends with another noun.

Example:

Monkeys rule France.

France has a pleasant climate.

Climate changes because of ozone.

etc.

I'll start:

October is a good time for harvesting pumpkins.

[Lilac]

Pumkins make good pies!

[Seusomon]

Pies are baken in the oven.

[girl-who-loves-sharks]

Oven mitts are not made to last until the next century.

[Seusomon]

A century is a long time to wait for a taxi.

[obsoletepostergrrrl]

taxi was the name of my goldfish.

[Sirius]

Goldfish often end up in the toliet.

[Redandpinkdaisy]

Toilet cleaner can be found in the cabinet.

[Lilac]

Toilet brushes should not be used to brush one's teeth!

[Sirius]

Teeth do not rot from eating too much candy.

[tamiam]

Candy is more popular than corn!

[Cuilanië]

Corn on the cob is best in summer.

[Cuilanië]

[Bumping this]

Summer loves rarely last into the fall.

[nymphette]

fall off your bike and you will probably break your arm!

[Seusomon]

The arm of the law reaches across borders.

[Cuilanië]

Borders are the limit to true world peace.

[BreezyK]

Peace seems like an unattainable dream.

[nymphette]

dream something scary tonight and think of halloween ghosts!!!

[Lilac]

Ghosts will be out on Halloween!

[atomic_cocktail]

Halloween yields lots of candy!

[nymphette]

candy corn is one of my favorite halloween surprises in my bag!!!

[Cuilanië]

A bag of gold or a bag of bones?

[bluecrayon]

Bones glinted like silver in the twilight as we danced across the battlefield...

[tamiam]

"Battlefield Earth" was an awful movie

[girl-who-loves-sharks]

Movie theater management does not like it when you bring your own home-popped popcorn.

[Death_Or_Aldona]

Popcorn is the main ingredient in Cracker Jacks.

[Seusomon]

Cracker Jack peanuts taste better than plain peanuts.

[bluecrayon]

Peanuts scattered from the dropped lunch box as the girl ran to her bus...

[Seusomon]

The bus is stopped by border patrol agents.

[nymphette]

agents for 'stages' modelling agency are all a bunch of crooks!!!

[bluecrayon]

crooks in shiny alligator boots always have motives that are clouded with AMBIVALENCE...

edited for my good friend Rustell! :D

[Sirius]

Ambivalence is not the theme for the new love and hate thread.

[Cuilanië]

Thread your needle and get to work!

[bluecrayon]

Work shoes dangled from the high power lines and caught my fantasy...

[nymphette]

fantasy and science fiction are two of the favorites in our houshold!

[Seusomon]

Houeshold chores are something I generally do on Saturday.

[nymphette]

saturday afternoon i think i will paint my belly cast!

[bluecrayon]

"Cast off your sinful self!" yelled the harridan at me as I laced up my skates...

[nymphette]

skates and skiis are good to wear in the winter on snow and ice!

(skis?skiis??)

[Seusomon]

Ice cubes crack and jump when I pour my drink.

[nymphette]

drink another shot and tell me what you think of this bourbon.

[Cuilanië]

Bourbon is nowhere as good as whisky!

[Sirius]

Whiskey is an alcoholic liquor distilled from grain, such as corn, rye, or barley, and containing approximately 40 to 50 percent ethyl alcohol.

[gwensmom]

Alcohol was my drug of choice in college.

[Seusomon]

College is much better than high school.

[Lilac]

School is required!

[bluecrayon]

Requirements for living are always written on pieces of paper and stuffed into my pockets...

[venus28976]

....Pockets of posies, ashes ashes we all fall down.

[bluecrayon]

down the well of creativity we fall, our paintbrushes dripping in our hands...

[Seusomon]

Hands create the dreams of the soul.


[a little reminder: end sentences with a noun]

[Cuilanië]

The soul of the Earth is tortured every day.

[Seusomon]

Day and Night circle in an ageless dance.

[OHPossum]

dancing can, in fact, help you take inches off your thighs.

[Cuilanië]

Thing-high stockings are sexy and fun under skirts.

[OHPossum]

Skirts are hot on long legged women

[venus28976]

Women dream as dreamers should dream of long gone days and nights

[bluecrayon]

nights make me dizzy with longing and desire...

[hammerquill]

Desire can saturate the air of a room and stop your breath.

[mokistar]

breath mints can save your life

[bluecrayon]

life is full of shadows and strange men...

[medeous]

Men often follow me on escalators.

[bluecrayon]

Escalators proved fatal to my love affair with Craig when his heel caught in the tread...

[medeous]

tread lightly when you're walking all over me.

[mokistar]

me tarzan you jane

[bluecrayon]

Jane might have had something to do with the end of my affair with Craig...

[medeous]

Craig never did care much for my monkey costume.

[bluecrayon]

Costume or not, Craig was just an idiot!

[medeous]

idiots, i've found, are quite adept at discovering my phone number.

[nymphette]

number one question of the night: who is craig???

;)

[insomnolicious]

Craig is my mailman.

[medeous]

Mailman, my ass!--why is he wearing bunny slippers?!

[bluecrayon]

slippers always made Craig feel more like a man!

[nymphette]

slippers are too hot to wear across my floor!!!

[bluecrayon]

floor was always the place he landed anyway after his slippers fell under the bed...

[medeous]

bed time stories about the ministry of funny walks always brought a tear to Craig's eye.

[bluecrayon]

Eye right was green, it was that left eye that had purple in it that was Craig's evil...

[medeous]

evil ran in Craig's family....a curse handed down from generation to generation.

[bluecrayon]

generation X flirted from him and I was caught for awhile before I ran into Jack...

[VeronicasLovebug]

Jack smells like dead skunks... <_< lol

[bluecrayon]

skunks lived on his property, that's true, but you have to admit, Jack was pretty darn cute with them draped over his shoulder...

[VeronicasLovebug]

Shoulder pain is hard to get rid of, even with pain medicine.

[bluecrayon]

medicine of the heart was what I was looking for with Jack but of course he proved not up to the task...

[VeronicasLovebug]

Task upon task keep adding up, i should really get busy with my projects.

[hammerquill]

Projects kept on distracting Craig (like making his famous list); maybe that's why he couldn't compete with Jack for bluecrayon's affections.

[Cuilanië]

Affection is created with friendly sweetness.

[bluecrayon]

sweetness is hard to come by when you are wearing skunks on your shoulder...

[Redandpinkdaisy]

Shoulder pads aren't cool but are still worn by some people.

[Cuilanië]

People should remember to wash their feet.

[bluecrayon]

feet, his especially, just fit so well in those bunny slippers...

[VeronicasLovebug]

Slippers are very comfy to wear around the house.

[Sirius]

House fires are a very depressing event.

[bluecrayon]

"Event?" he mumbled crossly at the exhibit at the zeitgeist, "You call this stuff 'art'?"

(that was a tough word to leave me, Rustell! :D )

[nymphette]

"art" can be interpreted in many ways, and not all of it can hang on a wall!!!

[bluecrayon]

Wall around my heart, I thought, after he said that and I walked into the night...

[venus28976]

Night is full of stars and fears.

[nymphette]

fears of public humiliation have kept craig from reading this message board.

[bluecrayon]

Board, metaphorical of course, smacked across his head by me is really the reason Craig is no longer available to hear my besmirchments.

[Sirius]

Besmirchments is a three syllable word.


;) Nice try Blue Crayon

[bluecrayon]

Okay, Rustell, I knocked the guy out (metaphorically of course!) he can no longer hear my ANGER!!! How's that??? :D

[Sirius]

No, I was trying to say that you tried to stump us with the Besmirchments but I was able to use it in a sentence. A rather lame sentence, but I did it. :o

Edited to add: Word is the next noun for whoever's up next.

[bluecrayon]

Word play was ALWAYS bluecrayon's weakness! :D

[nymphette]

weakness is NOT an option when bluecrayon wants to kick craig's ass!!!

[bluecrayon]

Ass or not, Craig just has to get away from this nervousness forums thread!! :D

[Sirius]

Thread can be used to stitch Craig up after bluecrayon is done with his head.

[nymphette]

head off disaster- somebody warn craig!!

[bluecrayon]

Craig, if he's smart and knows I'm still around, has already left the building... :D

[Sirius]

Building an intellegence infrastructure to warn him of bluecrayons movements might save Craig's life.

[Sirius]

total side note here...not that the plane isn't adorable, put I keep invisioning a perfect avatar for bluecrayon -- an eight back of crayola's opened up to reveal that all eight crayons are blue.

[Cuilanië]

Life is full of mysterious turns...

Total side note again... Rustell, I LOVE that sentence you added to your sig!

[bluecrayon]

total aside to Cuilanie: I like your Counting Crows lyric, too.

Rustell -- this is fun sparking with you here!! :D

Okay:

Turns of his too many hearts, one for her, one for me, one for Rustell, one for Cuilanie, are what made me push Craig out the door... :D

[Sirius]

Doors painted purple are not allowed by the homeowner's association.


Side Notes galore:
Is it okay to pluraize the last word?
Thanks Cuilanië -- by the way Mr. Jones has been stuck in my head all day, thanks to you.
BlueCrayon -- ditto, and if you get a picture of that pack of caryons in the mail, you'll know who it's from....

[venus28976]

The Association ordered that they take down the door.

[medeous]

Door number one or door number two...i can't decide....which would Craig choose?

[Sirius]

(keep in mind the sentence should end with a noun)

Choose a door for poor lost hapless Craig!

[medeous]

Craig, use your X-ray glasses!

[bluecrayon]

Glasses aren't going to help Craig, he's heart blind... :)

[medeous]

"Blind him...wait, no! Stone him and THEN blind him," Craig's third ex-wife cackled with glee.

[hammerquill]

Glee clubs are so 1950s.

[bluecrayon]

1950's!! That's when Craig was born which is why he is so not present!

[medeous]

1950's fashions are all the rage in Khazakstan this season.

[bluecrayon]

"Season the meat well and you will win the man's heart!" my mother always said to her distracted daughter... :D

[medeous]

"DAUGHTER?!? and all this time, i thought Craig was a man!" :blink:

[bluecrayon]

Man, my ass, Craig is an automoton and I am the one wears the pants in this relationship... :D

[medeous]

relationships are overrated...i think i'll become a hermit and live in a cave.

[Sirius]

"Cave Dwelling, " Craig pondered, "perhaps that should be my new home."

[medeous]

"Home is where the heart is" never meant much to Craig, since he has no heart.

[Seusomon]

The heart longs for enduring intimacy.

[Lilac]

Intimacy has always been a problem for Craig, thus the idea of living in a cave was a appropriate.

[Cuilanië]

Appropriate reminders had absolutely no effect.

[bluecrayon]

Effect on me was swift however and I pushed Craig out the metaphorical window...

[Cuilanië]

The window of opportunity was narrow, however, and fast dwindled to a tiny point.

[Seusomon]

A point well taken can really prick one's hide.

[Cuilanië]

Tough hides often hide soft hearts.

[medeous]

"Hearts!" he cried as he played his last eight in the World Championship Crazy Eights tournament.

[bluecrayon]

Tournament fever engulfed me as I tried to get away from his shadow...

[medeous]

Shadows from the past haunted Craig as he meandered through his old neighborhood.

[Seusomon]

Neighborhood girls are sitting on the steps at sunset.

[medeous]

Sunsets are spectacular after volcanic eruptions

[Cuilanië]

Sunset inspires me to use my camera.

[Seusomon]

A camera is a must when visiting Hawaii.

Eruptions are sometimes seen in Hawaii.

:)

[Cuilanië]

Hawaii is great for honeymoons!

[bluecrayon]

Honeymoons could be disastrous even in Hawaii with the wrong lover..

[Death_Or_Aldona]

Lovers often meet at "make-out hill."

[medeous]

"Hill?" Martin exclaimed, "That's alright then...I thought you'd said HELL !"

[bluecrayon]

Hell! Martin's not here, too, is he??? :D

[medeous]

He followed Craig over from a previous post.

[bluecrayon]

Post this on the wall: Craig and Martin, this way to the exit! :)

[Sirius]

"Exit Now," Craig shouted to Martin, "for Bluecrayon has returned to our domain."

[medeous]

Domain names are cheap when you use your mom's credit card!

[bluecrayon]

Card from mom, sure, but what about that stash of cash in Martin's pocket???

[medeous]

pocket protectors always foil my attempts to nab Martin's cash...odd that he wears them in his pants. :blink:

[bluecrayon]

Pants were plaid and that turned me off to Martin immediately, but still he has a lot of money! :D

[medeous]

Money, even lots of it, won't ever make Martin an attractive man.

[hammerquill]

"Man is not the rational animal; he is the rationalizing animal."

(one of Heinlein's better soundbytes - I don't know if I have the punctuation exact)

[bluecrayon]

Animal rationalizing or not, I just want to dance...

[VeronicasLovebug]

Dance was what he did best, well that and riding horses. :D

[bluecrayon]

Horses ran through my dreams with Craig and that made me realize he was (not a rational) animal... :D

[Sirius]

Animal dreams? I've got to find my book on interpretations of dreams!

[Seusomon]

Dreams are seldom remembered in the morning.

[Cuilanië]

Morning is a good time for cuddles. :)

[Seusomon]

Cuddles are a daily necessity. :) :)

[Cuilanië]

Necessity makes one reconsider a lot of assumptions...

[Seusomon]

Assumptions get in the way of objectivity.

[Cuilanië]

Objectivity is a lie anyway, a means of control.

[Seusomon]

Control is a reaction to fear.

[Cuilanië]

Fear of difference has kept humans at each other's throats for centuries.

[Seusomon]

Yeni unotime ve ramar aldaron

(Centuries countless as the wings of trees)

[Cuilanië]

Originally posted by Seusomon@Oct 7 2003, 08:42 PM
Yeni unotime ve ramar aldaron
{Beautifully said, Tom, but alas I cannot follow suit...}

Trees give me strength in my time of need.

[Seusomon]

Need is the root of passion.

[bluecrayon]

Passion I have to control in myself or I will not stay grounded on the earth...

[Cuilanië]

The Earth is generous to those who respect her nature.

[bluecrayon]

Nature of my heart is full of turmoil and these passion talks just make me spin like a wild crazy top...

[Seusomon]

Top to bottom, it was an unforgettable monument.

[bluecrayon]

Monument to my heart or to my wildness???

[Seusomon]

Wildness is bluecrayon's secret virtue.

[dorsia]

Virtue is a habit of the mind, consistent with nature and moderation and reason.

[Seusomon]

A reason has been found to quote Aristotle.

[bluecrayon]

Aristotle's sexy mind could definitely get me to the dance... :D

[Seusomon]

Dance on, on, into the night.

[BreezyK]

Night swimming is best done in the nude.

[bluecrayon]

Nude Aristotle and me swimming at midnight; this idea makes me swoon... :D

[Seusomon]

(...hmm - I suppose I could let my beard grow out and learn Greek...)

"Swoon" is a word invented by poets to rhyme with "Moon".

[bluecrayon]

Moon, Aristotle, Tom speaking greek, Craig and Martin, swimming nude, what more is there on earth to make a wild girl sigh...????


(Yikes, I think I have totaly fallen into this thread! :D )

[Cuilanië]

Sigh in complete ecstasy!

[Seusomon]

Ecstasy in my lover's arms last night.

[bluecrayon]

Night was pretty steamy for me and Aristotle and Craig and Martin and my imagination!! :D

[Seusomon]

Imagination creates reality.

[bluecrayon]

Reality from imagination; where's the door???

[Seusomon]

The door was round and green, with a large brass knob in the center.

[Lilac]

Center Township, where I live, has an unbelievably high school tax!

[bluecrayon]

Tax I don't mind paying as long as it gets me to that door that is green...

(sigh...)

[Seusomon]

Green grow the lilacs, all sparkling with dew...

[bluecrayon]

Dew is on my face and I smell the lilacs as I dance off into that green door world...

[Sirius]

Dew on the grass in the morning is a very rare site in Arizona.

[Seusomon]

The world is your oyster.

Arizona is not noted for its oysters.

[Lilac]

"Oyster" was the name of a character in the book Lullaby by Chuck Paluniac.

[bluecrayon]

"Paluniac" was written on the wall just as I entered the green door and saw the mystery...

(Yikes, I've got to out of this thread before I drown :D )

[Seusomon]

Mystery abounds in every moment

[bluecrayon]

moment by moment I fight the urge to fall off the planet...

[Sirius]

Planets were said to align in the year two-thousand.

[medeous]

two-thousand and change is too much to pay for admission to the green door world.

[bluecrayon]

World, green door or not, calls me to spin myself crazy...

[nymphette]

crazy is the word i would use right now to describe me!

[bluecrayon]

Me and you, nymphette, spinning crazy through Tom's addictive thread...

[Cuilanië]

Thread the needle and sew a neat green doormat.

[Seusomon]

My doormat is patterned like a Celtic knot.

[Cuilanië]

Knots in it drove me to cut my hair.

[Seusomon]

Hair color is a genetically inherited trait.

[bluecrayon]

Traits are many in me among them the need to giggle...

[Cuilanië]

A trait common to most humans is the survival instinct.


Oops!

Giggles are often heard at school dances.

[bluecrayon]

dances are part of the need of a human to survive

( :D )

[Seusomon]

Survive is not a noun.

;)

[Cuilanië]

A noun is required at the end of sentences to play this game.

[bluecrayon]

Nouns or not nouns, I still say that dances are a necessary part of our human survival!!!!

(Yikes...grammar police everywhere :D )

Game? I'm game, but I sometimes forget the rules...

[Seusomon]

Survival is a beautiful noun.

[Seusomon]

Rules are artificial constructs.

[Cuilanië]

Constructs of the mind are all theories.

[bluecrayon]

Theories and Constructs are always holding my imagination in check but I want to break out of this window...

(double yikes!)

[Cuilanië]

Windows are round in any decent hobbit hole.

[Seusomon]

A hole is an economical storage enclosure.

[bluecrayon]

Enclosure not being enough to seal the Hole in my head, which is making all my nouns scatter around, is preventing me from getting to that window.

(okay guys, I am out of here for awhile!! :D )

[Seusomon]

Window open, bluecrayon jumps to safety.

[bluecrayon]

Safety being relative I wonder what will happen if Aristotle comes back in all his splendid nudity???

[Seusomon]

Nudity will doubtless persuade bluecrayon to study philosophy.

[bluecrayon]

:D Philosophy WAS my major but it hasn't stopped my heart from being full of wildness...

[Seusomon]

wildness leads to discoveries.

[bluecrayon]

Discoveries in my mind pocket are twirling right now in the light...

[medeous]

the light is golden in late afternoon hours

[Sirius]

Hours pass as we sit and read on the internet.


(and Seus now has over 1,000 posts)

[Seusomon]

hours flow by, and soon another week is under the bridge.

[medeous]

the internet, like a bridge, connects people

[Sirius]

People are posting a lot today, causing an absurd amount of double and even triple posts.

[medeous]

posts or wires? that can be a difficult decision when making earrings.

[Sirius]

(you made it in time!)


Earrings don't always need to match your clothing.

[medeous]

clothing can be such a bother

[Seusomon]

A bother is something less than a brother.

[medeous]

brother, can you spare a dime?

[Seusomon]

dime stores are a relic of bygone Americana.

[bluecrayon]

Americana still resides in my freckles..

[mokistar]

freckles, placed by the suns kisses, dot my daughter's nose.

[medeous]

nose job? no siree, i'm afraid this is all me!

[bluecrayon]

ME is in this thread somewhere hiding in the words...

[medeous]

words mean nothing --- let's see some action!

[bluecrayon]

Action happened with Aristotle, Martin and Craig-- were you not here at that moment????

:D

[medeous]

man, oh man - everyone naughty then??! :o

(heh, i got this thread confused with the overkill thread)

[bluecrayon]

Then and now and all the time, we are a very naughty bunch!

[Sirius]

Bunch of bananas!

[bluecrayon]

bananas!, come on, Rustell, you were there, too, and you know the truth!!!

[Sirius]

Truth is in the eye of the beholder.


btw the crayon pictures I emailed you bounced back....

[bluecrayon]

beholder is always the one who is suspect, it's the other guy who really knows what is real...

Hmm. I don't know why things would have bounced. Jeez... I will go and check this out. try again, Rustell...