Some Word Slingers product from this morning's session and their associated prompt.
I was looking forward to the celebratory dinner planned for Saturday at the usual casino.
As the public affairs officer liked to comment about the naming process for the test series, "some of the lads prefer cheeses." MISTY ECHO was my first, than CANVASBACK and INGOT. DISKO ELM was my contribution. Wasn't there for FONTINA but heard it was less than a success.
Sitting down after all those months of preparation, the suspense of the detonation, and the first roll-out of the data in the immediate aftermath, it was a real relief to toast our collective efforts with a dry and bracing burgundy.
Prompt: All that, and a glass of wine
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Jack London was a piece of steak
Rather, that was his short story
A Piece of Steak
If only he'd had a piece of steak to consume before the match
Tom could have taken the kid
But gravy and a little bread, that was his lot
Youth will be served
and the gravy will be cold and lumpy
Prompt: It was gravy
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If you had wings, it would be the worst thing.
You're not talking feathers are you, cause there's mites you know?
I'd rather have a good snout. Take it all in, on the wind, keeping my paws on the ground.
Bird's eye view? I don't think so. Keeping track of all that space, that's why their bones are so thin and hollow. About as practical as a Brontosaur, supposedly one of their distant kin.
If you had wings, someone would, you know...
Prompt: If you had wings (Monsanto, Disneyland)
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Has he confessed yet?
Give him another 90 minute treatment, selection 23 with binaural beats and isochronic tones.
He'd give up his own mother rather than get a second helping of that.
The enemy combatant was far from contemplating the weaponization of mindless ditties played at insidious frequencies. He was struggling for his sanity in a world claimed by the Imperial Disney.
Prompt: It's a small world after all
