I'm pretty new to this forum, and don't know all the rules, etc. But what-the-hey -- This is a game a friend and I've enjoyed playing.
Try this: Below you will find a list of actual place names (all in North Carolina.)
How many of them can you use in a reasonably coherent story?
Abner
Bandana
Cid
Cognac
Comfort
Como
Crisp
Faust
Gay
George
Joe
Lizzie
Old Hundred
Old Trap
Scaly
Teachey
Tin City
Toast
Bughill
Buladean
Candor
Calico
Epsom
Heartsease
Horse Shoe
House
Mamie
Misenheimer
Quitsna
Star
Stem
Stubbs
Stumpy Point
Suit
Whynot
Zephyr
An interesting challenge, beanie, not one I would be competent to attempt. Have you read The Meaning of Liff?
Have not read it, but checked it out on the internet and it looks like fun. Is this similar to what we used to call "sniglets?"
well, I should be sleeping, but...
Abner went to find his Bandana, and ran into his good friend, Cid. Cid asked Abner if he wanted some Cognac, to Comfort him. "hey listen, Perry Como is on the radio, what could be better than that?" Cid said. "well, a Crisp chip would be nice." replied Abner. "Woof, woof!" "hey, there's Faust!" Faust was looking especially Gay on this beautiful afternoon, romping through the tall, unmown grass in the yard of his owner, George. George's brother, Joe, had a scythe in hand, but didn't look too intent on getting the grass cut. Lizzie was sunbathing in the next yard, and George and Joe thought they'd better get down to the Old Hundred(known to the locals as the Old Trap) for a cold one, less'n they get in trouble over Lizzie. "Hey Abner" shouted George, "you Scaly old coot, wanna go down to the Old Trap? I think I saw your Teachey-weachey heading that way." Abner's "Teachey-weachey" was none other than Mamie Misenheimer(more about her later). Ok, mayne not later. Mamie was the English teacher at the Tin City Academy, and Abner was head-over-heels in love. It got so bad he even burned his Toast in the mornings thinking about her. Tin City A. had a big game that night with Bughill U, and Abner had to be ready. Abner Buladean was the Star quarterback for the TCA Candor(We Always Speak Our Mind), and the game with the Bughill Calicos was always a grudge match. The Drug Store always stocked up on Epsom salts before this game because no one ever sat down during the game. lots of tired feet in town the next day... Anyway, Abner had to drive to Heartsease to get new laces for his shoes, and before he left, he noticed that the Horseshoe over the front door of his House had turned upside right, and he began to worry. What would Mamie say? Abner knew she was terribly superstitious, and this could only mean bad luck. Well, he quickly ran to the neighbors on the other side, the Quitsna's, and borrowed a ladder. He was going to be the Star of this game whether it killed him or not, and he couldn't let Mamie down. as he set up the ladder, the Stem of a rose bush gashed him in the leg. Luckily George and Joe saw him and rushed him to see Dr. Stubbs and the Stumpy Field Hospital. (Stumpy Field was the town philanthropist and had left the money for the new hospital.) Dr. Stubbs declared Abner fit to play, it was just a scratch after all, and George and Joe got Abner back to the game with just enough time for him to Suit up. Mamie would be so proud of him, and Whynot, he was the Star! Sadly, just as the game was about to start, the seasonal Zephyr winds began to blow, knocking the goalposts down, and the game had to be postponed. But Abner and Mamie still had an enjoyable evening.
the end.
Bravo! Well worth your loss of shuteye!
eta, you are remarkable. May I add my 'Bravo' to Nancy's?
beanie, great game!
And here's my convoluted story...
ABNER, head still wrapped in his costume BANDANA, reared back in
his deck chair and drank a solitary TOAST to his final
performance in the OLD TRAP Theater's production of El CID. His
stagefright jitters were a distant memory as he submitted
willingly to the cooling ZEPHYR that wafted gently over his
frame, which was clad in a CRISP seersucker SUIT.
As he sipped his COGNAC in blissful COMFORT, he reviewed his
peformance with uncharacteristic CANDOR. From the HOUSE, his
favorite Perry COMO CD provided an upbeat accompaniment to his
musings.
"Well," he thought, "I may never be a Hollywood STAR, but the
play was no FAUST either. And I certainly can out-act JOE the
Judgmental Jew and that GAY twerp GEORGE, who both think they're
God's gift to local theater.
"I can't believe Joe called me a MISENHIEMER just because I
suggested that he might want to take a few acting lessons before
he tries treading the boards again. He told me I was being
preachy again. I sure fixed him with my witty comeback, 'No,
Joe, I'm being TEACHEY, and you'd best be learny.'
His housemaid, BULADEAN, interrupted his reverie to announce that
"Miss LIZZIE is on the phone." He rose and followed the swishing
CALICO skirt of his servant. As he entered his study, he
automatically reached up and straightened the HORSE SHOE that
hung lopsidedly over the doorway.
"Hello, Lizzie," he said.
"Abner!" she said urgently. "I need your help!"
Sensing her anxiety, he spoke in his calming tone of voice:
"Now, Lizzie, settle down. Tell me what's wrong."
"Oh, Abner," she cried. "It was just awful! I was over in TIN
CITY, driving down OLD HUNDRED, when suddenly she just leaps out
in front of me. She came from nowhere! It like scared me to
death!"
"Hold on, now, honey," Abner said. "Who jumped out in front of
you?"
"Crazy MAMIE, Abner!" Lizzie replied. "Crazy Mamie with her
SCALY face and her nails carved to a STUMPY POINT!"
"Did you hit her?" Abner inquired.
"No, but I ran off the road. And when I got out of the car to
check for damage, I stepped smack-dab on a BUGHILL, and got stung
something terrible."
"Tell me you weren't barefoot, " Abner said disapprovingly.
"Yes, I'm afraid I was," said Lizzie. And now my toes are
itching so bad, I'm afraid I'll scratch them down to STUBBS.
Will you tell me what to do?"
"WHYNOT?" said Abner, who in addition to being a pretty fine
actor was also a practiced hand at folk medicine. "Just break a
STEM off your aloe plant, crush it, and add it to a tub of water
and EPSOM salts. Soak your tootsies in that, and you should get
relief."
"My hero!" exclaimed Lizzie. "You truly give me HEARTSEASE."
"My pleasure," said Abner. "Will I QUITS? NA."
THE END
great, beanie!
at least there were two of us crazy enough to try it...
Abner Bandana Cid Cognac: Comfort!
Como, Crisp Faust.
Gay, George.
Joe, Lizzie: Old Hundred.
Old, Trap Scaly; Teachey Tin City Toast.
Bughill-- Buladean Candor.
Calico Epsom = Heartsease @ Horse Shoe House.
Mamie Misenheimer Quitsna Star; Stem Stubbs.
Stumpy Point Suit?
Whynot Zephyr?
the term "concrete galoshes" comes to mind...
