I have been mentioned in 2 journals/blogs written by other wordox players, the links to those journals are somewhere near the bottom of the page. The first reference was in Holly's journal and the only part of her barnyard diatribe i want to talk about are the three words here ......
"He played "moo." " Yes i did Bill... i played moo.... i knew the game was lost and the letters to play caw not being available to me i did the next best thing.....moo. A statement was made in those three letters, a statement of a persons inalienable right to indulge in barnyard noises. Get over it Holly . Are you jealous because a pepper is not a barnyard animal? Even a rebel crow like myself has a place in the barnyard even if it is only stealing corn from the other animals but you...your place is in the GARDEN hahahahaha. Next to the BEANS. Near the TOMATOES.... That, people, is the heart of her campaign to eliminate barnyard noises. Your secret is out now:P Go hang out with your silent buddies the lettuces and carrots and leave respectable animals alone!!
Now on to Barbs Journal and i quote..... "and Perrin just seems to piss off so many people that I don't think I could ever top that even if I wanted which I really don't anyway, not saying that I couldn't give it the old college try." Thank you Barb , pissing people off is a talent , one i dont believe in wasting. When im not pissing people off here in print i practice and refine the technique on my wife. I have been working it on her for 13 years . Did i say talent tho ? No , im going to revise that and say its an art form and I hope i can improve on it daily.
One other thing , i did manage to redeem myself tonight in my loss last night to Cait . Wash dem hands Lady!!
cyas all at the tables ;-)
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Richard, check out Holly's journal. It is very a-moo-sing. Ha! Ha! http://journals.aol.com/lolapepper/lolpepper
Leave it to a male crow to interpret my earnest desire to rid the leagues of this terrible syndrome as "Barnyard Envy." By pointing out your "moo" play, the play that got you eliminated from the whole tourney, I was demonstrating that even the top players are being effected by this plague. For the last 2 weeks, all my communiques from Dorcas have contained one word,"ribbet." You may stay in denial, Cawboy, but you are definitely in one of the latter stages of the disorder...hyperdefensiveness about your own cawing & bleating.
BTW: When crows hang around the barnyard they are not seeking the company of pigs & ducks. They are hoping to steal into the garden, where the good stuff grows. ;)
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