Word Verifier: The Gathering
Episode III, Dead Menace
As Jimmy the Squealer knelt before him trembling, Johnny Clamps cocked his revolver. "Now why would you go an' tell Fat Tony...."
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First time visitors: The rules are simple. Go into my comments section, read your verification word and be creative. Each week I'll give just a bit of direction for the topic.
ENJOY!
J
As Jimmy the Squealer knelt before him trembling, Johnny Clamps cocked his revolver. "Now why would you go an' tell Fat Tony...."
Ready? GO!
First time visitors: The rules are simple. Go into my comments section, read your verification word and be creative. Each week I'll give just a bit of direction for the topic.
ENJOY!
J
posted by John at 7:49 AM
15 Comments:
Honey, I love your reminders :)
"Now why would you go an tell Fat Tony that Mknmka, the Russian prostitute was sleeping with a Federal agent?"
"Now, why would you go and tell Fat Tony about the 2006 Mozwfnee when you knew it was supposed to be his birthday surprise?"
"Now why would you go an' tell Fat Tony that Ron Duke Qacard (the evil twin brother of John-Luc Pacard) was planning an interstellar attack on the Fan Base? That's just silly. Everyone knows there's no such thing as interstellar atta--- Help! Some crazy alien with tentacles hanging from its lips is smooching me. It tickles. Oh, no, no, it tickles!"
Listen dude, give me a minute would ya, I just restarted my blog YESTERDAY! I almost put something in today about putting in my links but thought "No one is going expect me to do that already" Apparently I was wrong.
"Now why would you go an tell Fat Tony that the Glkrlbv45 mm, semiautomatic pistol has a jamming problem, now he's cancelled his shipment"
You DO recognize the quote, right?
I just had to do it. At least I gave you two days. Unlike Jimmy the squealler. I'm sure he was about to spit out some silly excuse why he went and told Fat Tony about our little raid on his joint, but all I heard was "bu..m..lems.." as the blood tricked from his mouth.
J
Of course I recognize the quote. God you don't forget anything do you? How dare you mention that name on my blog after what happened. Where's your "new recruits" You give a shout out to them and ignore those of us who were the original members.
"I can't believe you went an told Fat Tony about us skimming money from the night club"
Jimmy the squealer: "lyrsrxtl"
"Would someone please take the ball gag out of his mouth so I can understand what the hell he is saying."
Well nothing like being confused! WTF is going on?
Nonny, you are quite correct. Although, I did 'advertise' WV:TG on their sites, too. Madge and Pirate seem to be late commenters. Maybe this evening.
Just as I was about pull the trigger, in walks Hot Lips Falzone. "Johnny, cut him some slack. Tony already knew. Save that bullet for another time." She ran her finger down my cheek, neck, chest. I lowered my gun. She leaned forward and pressed her fire engine red lips to mine. "Seeing you with that coward begging for mercy gets me so hot. Why don't you swing by my place for some sxlatr."
"Why wait?" I responded. Lips shot a glance over her shuolder and noticed what I had already seen. The Squealer had made a break for it.
J
That one was AWESOME!
To continue:
Hot Lips and Johnny were in a state of xxgsy
Shyloh,
This is a game we play on Thursdays. Each week we meet in the Hideout and get creative with the word verification. This week, I decided to write a couple lines of a story and let that be the theme for the week. Last week was "the noises within" and all comments had to be related to sounds, noises, etc.
There's an x-rated comment to be made with my word, jcznomm in line with the above story, but I think I'll go another route.
When I got back to the Hideout, I had some bookkeeping to do. I sat down at my PC and logged into my bank account and typed in my password, "jcznomm". Johnny Clamps Z for Zentore (my Mother's maiden name) NO More Mooching. Every time I typed this I remember why I went into the waste management business. Mamma and Pappa were but humble Italian immigrants. I had to fight, steal, borrow, and beg my whole childhood. They used to call me Johnny Moocher.
J
yauzfu
y'auz a bunch a fu's, man.
I did a whole post on word-ver, come see!
"Now why would you go an' tell Fat Tony that jrunyz to the store for your girl's tampons? That wasn't very smart."
Aha! The late commenter speaks.
Big shoutout to hitman at 11.5!
As Jimmy the Squealer knelt before him trembling, Johnny Clamps cocked his revolver. "Now why would you go an' tell Fat Tony....mgrur!#@%$"
his words were cut off as jimmy's mom karate chopped johnny's windpipe and followed it up with a swift kick to his nether bits. he fell to the ground in a sobbing heap.
she croaked out, in a weak and phlegmy voice, "take that, mr clamps! you're not going to be comin' round here no more to bother my little jimmy, or i'll give you more to cry about, ya big loon."
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