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What comes after the NaPo storm of poetry?
Get ready for the
May 2021 Collaborator Challenge.
Send your potential partner a fruit basket and start begging!
"One could say "That nails him perfectly". Ouch."
Ouch is right, Olly. ...Anything for a toehold?
He was the sort of man who picked cars where he had trouble seeing over the dashboard.
A new story
I finally got 'A Family Business' recorded and loaded, all 37 mins of it, much longer than any I have done before.
Hidden Content
He was the sort of man who was perfectly at home sleeping on the ground under a blanket of stars and drinking coffee from a tin cup in the morning.
He was the sort of man who needed coffee and tobacco before he regained conciousness.
A new story
I finally got 'A Family Business' recorded and loaded, all 37 mins of it, much longer than any I have done before.
Hidden Content
He was the sort of man who siphoned from his neighbors' gas tanks at night.
(rotten guy, seriously)
What comes after the NaPo storm of poetry?
Get ready for the
May 2021 Collaborator Challenge.
Send your potential partner a fruit basket and start begging!
That sounds like bitter experience Foxee.
A new story
I finally got 'A Family Business' recorded and loaded, all 37 mins of it, much longer than any I have done before.
Hidden Content
Where's garsa when you need him? How did 'syphon' metamorphose into 'siphon'? If it's anything to do with the Yank predilection for spelling stuff as it sounds, why not go the whole hog and spell it 'sifon'?
You'll get over it, Ox. It only hurts a little at first.
He was the sort of man who got really intense over the English language.
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What comes after the NaPo storm of poetry?
Get ready for the
May 2021 Collaborator Challenge.
Send your potential partner a fruit basket and start begging!
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