posts 61 - 80
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Anakron tapped her on the shoulder and sneered aristocratically down at her. -Feanor~ 7
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the car began to run smoothly in very unorthodox circles around the parking lot-Feanor~7
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Alli couldn't be certain, but she was pretty sure transmissions were important-Feanor~6
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no wonder there were so many accidents in Mordor, if all you had to do to obtain a licence was roar at an orc.-Guy~7
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his pace quickened and the depressing poetry in his head was playing pinball.-Durelin~6
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He quickly checked himself in the rear view mirror to see that he did not match the interior, and that he had retained his large, brooding eyebrows.-Durelin~7
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Is there a jealous lover involved, by any chance?”
“We could produce one for you, perhaps.”
“Please do.”-Durelin~7
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“It was the spare tire you were supposed to take with you, sir…”-Durelin~7
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"Listen to me, Mardil," said Anakron, turning Mardil's head with his staff and looking him in the eye. "The rescue was either the right thing to do or the wrong thing to do. If it was wrong, then you were lacking in wisdom when you rescued Alli. If it was right, then you are lacking in nobility when you say you might not have rescued someone else."-phantom~10 .... not for hilarity, but Wow!
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"10." Panakeia had just finished lugging the last of her spare tires into her lime green PT Cruiser.-Celuien~9
Heck I don't know why that just cracked me up when there's so much good stuff here. Go figure. *LMP shrugs*
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"Dhoun't thouth the my cwow phone," he scolded. "You have to weaw it for the weality tv thyow or we canh't hwer whath you're saywing." -Celuien~8
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"Dhis is Bert, your kamuwa twoll. He'll wide whith you an' woll the film."-Celuien~9
I swear, there must be something deadpan about the way you write, Celuien. Just cracks me up.
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the precariously dangling transmission.-Feanor~7
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"That I'm pregnant with Valde Who Be Short? Of course."-Feanor~7
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I'm supposed to be telling Valde live on the air that not only is the child not his, but it's also a figment of my imagination.-Feanor~8
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the flutists have pianist envy.-Feanor~10 ... on the
scale
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Horrified at her seemingly wanton destruction Sai tried to reattach it, but was stopped by the orc who was smiling broadly. Well, she assumed he was smiling, though it did look more like he was about to cough up a hairball, or very possibly an entire cat.-Kath~8
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she was quite pleased with the fingernails she developed-Kath~7
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The car jerked backwards, knocking the crew away and bumping into the kamura van behind it with an audible and destructive sounding crunch.-Kath~8
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Lifting her feet off all the pedals had something of a slowing effect, but she was saved from the need to to anything else by the handily placed bin bags that had been haphazardly thrown around the place but had ended up on the swerving route she was taking. Whatever they had in them was strong enough to withstand the impact of the large car and she skidded to a halt.-Kath~6
Lor' help us all!
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As soon as they entered, an overweight man who reeked of cigarette smoke greeted them. "Hello! Hello, my friends, and welcome to Big Neil’s Steal a Deal, where you can find the best deals on cars of all makes and models.
"Cut the spiel and let's deal, Neil," interrupted Mardil.-phantom~6
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"Oh, be quiet, you nitwit," Wilhelmina sniped back.-Guy~7
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Fléin twisted the key in the ignition. The car fired up.
Just then, smog descended upon them.-Guy~7
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Hookbill groaned and spoke, flinching away from the kamura-man's (conveniently a doctor also) touch. "It was... Màrîo." And then he fainted and [even more conveniently] had no more lines in this adventure.-Feanor~7
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"Just to your left through the clothing section." The greeter stared as Panakeia's transformation completed. What bad manners, staring at me like that, she thought. -Celuien~7
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the Dworc-Guy~8
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"Troll? Stupid? How dare you fling such sterotypical insults at me," howled Bert.-Celuien~7
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She just hoped that no one who saw the programme had ever been able to stomach Shakespeare or the old fairy tales!-Kath~6
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Her tears weren’t entirely fake, as she was having to bite her cheek hard to keep her laughter in check.-Kath~6
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Just as she thought she was going to have to start making up some ridiculous story about fairy godmothers and the like-Kath~7
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Feanor: 72
Guy: 60
Durelin: 53
phantom: 16
Encaitare: 13
Celuien: 63
Kath: 48
Okay, these totals carry over from last time to make up for my laziness.
Hmmmm.... I think the cumulatives have to do with frequency of posting.... which is its own reward, i'n'it?
Celuien wins for me for sheer hilarity.
But that's just page 2, not including filled-in saves, such as this apparently hilarious Enca post I still have to read....