I think this diet has got you somewhat obsessed, Sarge!sgt.null wrote:we weight with baited breath.
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Baited breath or bated breath? The latter is usually what is meant, being an aphesis of the proper term "abated breath"; that one is holding one's breath in anticipation.
On the other hand, baited breath suggests something along the lines of a specialized form of halitosis. There are those who might think this could be linked to the Diet of Worms, but that is actually an entirely different topic, best discussed in The Close.
On the other hand, baited breath suggests something along the lines of a specialized form of halitosis. There are those who might think this could be linked to the Diet of Worms, but that is actually an entirely different topic, best discussed in The Close.
Love prevails.
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Change is not a process for the impatient.
~ Barbara Reinhold
Courage!
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~ Tracie Mckinney-Hammon
Change is not a process for the impatient.
~ Barbara Reinhold
Courage!
~ Dan Rather
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I have to say a joke that includes a fad, history, theology, pun, and malaprop at the same time is worthy indeed.
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the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
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Well, I have to get rid of these white gold dollars.
Each round, contestants will strive to complete their task more successfully than their fellow contestants. Each round, the Staff of Immunity will be awarded by the host somewhat randomly. Each round, the audience will vote off one of the contestants. The last contestant not voted off the Island wins.
The winner will receive the 10,000 WGD first place prize. The runner up will receive $1,000 WGD. Third place: 100 WGD; fourth: 10; last and totally least: 1.
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The five contestants will earn their way into the game through a grueling and humiliating process of initiation called "Donaldson Karaoke". Anyone can compete; five will win.
The Rules
chiaroscuro
curiosity
desuetude
evanescent
inchoate
mansuetude
orogeny
puissant
roynish
unambergrised : double points
Here's a lame but valid example on an entry:
These five winners will win entry into the Survivor: Isle of the One Tree main event, where they are guaranteed to win something.
Survivor: Isle of the One Tree
Each round, contestants will strive to complete their task more successfully than their fellow contestants. Each round, the Staff of Immunity will be awarded by the host somewhat randomly. Each round, the audience will vote off one of the contestants. The last contestant not voted off the Island wins.
The winner will receive the 10,000 WGD first place prize. The runner up will receive $1,000 WGD. Third place: 100 WGD; fourth: 10; last and totally least: 1.
- - - - -
The five contestants will earn their way into the game through a grueling and humiliating process of initiation called "Donaldson Karaoke". Anyone can compete; five will win.
The Rules
- Start with the lyrics of a song. (It will help if people recognize the song.)
- Change the lyrics just a little bit, to include the target words.
- The lyrics must still make some sort of sense.
- The more target words you use, the more points you get. Double points for some words.
- You are allowed to make other little changes so that the lyrics make sense, but the less the better.
- You are also allowed to change the form of the target words, with no penalty. E.g. evanescence, orogenic, or curiosities.
- Post your Donaldson Karaoke lyrics to enter the contest.
chiaroscuro
curiosity
desuetude
evanescent
inchoate
mansuetude
orogeny
puissant
roynish
unambergrised : double points
Here's a lame but valid example on an entry:
- There's a lady who's sure all that's evanescent is gold
And she's buying a stairway to desuetude.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are inchoate
With puissance she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to desuetude.
These five winners will win entry into the Survivor: Isle of the One Tree main event, where they are guaranteed to win something.
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Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, an unambergrised quip;
That started with a paid phone bill, sent to a roynish git;
This mate had a chiaroscuro-like soul, inchoate rage-imbued
three fingers on his wedding hand, he lacked mansuetude, he lacked mansuetude;
[crack of thunder and Foul laughing]
he fell in front of a siren car, ochre evanescent in his thoughts,
his humanity in desuetude, he fell onto the Watch, he fell onto the Watch
he wandered ‘round the Land for a while, with puissant frenemies--
like Haruchai, and Council lords, an angry man – with a knife
Horsey-stars;
A giant man, and Atiaran
Here in the Despiser’s gaol!
dw
That started with a paid phone bill, sent to a roynish git;
This mate had a chiaroscuro-like soul, inchoate rage-imbued
three fingers on his wedding hand, he lacked mansuetude, he lacked mansuetude;
[crack of thunder and Foul laughing]
he fell in front of a siren car, ochre evanescent in his thoughts,
his humanity in desuetude, he fell onto the Watch, he fell onto the Watch
he wandered ‘round the Land for a while, with puissant frenemies--
like Haruchai, and Council lords, an angry man – with a knife
Horsey-stars;
A giant man, and Atiaran
Here in the Despiser’s gaol!
dw
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Remember when you were young, puissant like the sun.
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes, like roynish holes in the sky.
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond.
You wer caught in the desuetude of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze.
come on you target for faraway laughter
come on you stranger, you unambergrised martyr, and shine.
You reached for mansuetude, you cried for the moon.
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond.
Chiaroscuroed by shadows at night, and exposed in the light
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with curious precision
Rode on orogeny
Come on you Raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter you piper you prisoner and shine.
[I hope for bonus points for the extra SRD bolded words in penultimate line.
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Evanesce on you inchoate diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes, like roynish holes in the sky.
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond.
You wer caught in the desuetude of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze.
come on you target for faraway laughter
come on you stranger, you unambergrised martyr, and shine.
You reached for mansuetude, you cried for the moon.
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond.
Chiaroscuroed by shadows at night, and exposed in the light
Evanesce on you inchoate diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with curious precision
Rode on orogeny
Come on you Raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter you piper you prisoner and shine.
[I hope for bonus points for the extra SRD bolded words in penultimate line.

[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
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[in case this is unrecognizable...
sung to Led Zepplin's The Immigrant Song
pronunciation and meter chosen per dictionary.com]
A-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
We come from the land of inchoate snow
from puissant sun chiaroscuro
The curiosity desuetude evanescent
Unambergrised, we sing and cry, “Sarangrave, I am coming!”
On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the roynish shore
Ah-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
We come from the land of inchoate snow
from puissant sun chiaroscuro
Mansuetude fields, so green
can whisper tales of gore, of how we hid the words of lore
We are your overlords
On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the roynish shore
So now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
The Oath of Peace shant win the day because of all you're losin'
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ahh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
sung to Led Zepplin's The Immigrant Song
pronunciation and meter chosen per dictionary.com]
A-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
We come from the land of inchoate snow
from puissant sun chiaroscuro
The curiosity desuetude evanescent
Unambergrised, we sing and cry, “Sarangrave, I am coming!”
On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the roynish shore
Ah-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
We come from the land of inchoate snow
from puissant sun chiaroscuro
Mansuetude fields, so green
can whisper tales of gore, of how we hid the words of lore
We are your overlords
On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the roynish shore
So now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
The Oath of Peace shant win the day because of all you're losin'
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ahh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

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Other than the "ah-ahhs" and "oh-ohhs", I never knew what they were saying in that song anyway...Menolly wrote:[in case this is unrecognizable...
sung to Led Zepplin's The Immigrant Song
pronunciation and meter chosen per dictionary.com]



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That's what lyric sheets are for.aliantha wrote:Other than the "ah-ahhs" and "oh-ohhs", I never knew what they were saying in that song anyway...Menolly wrote:[in case this is unrecognizable...
sung to Led Zepplin's The Immigrant Song
pronunciation and meter chosen per dictionary.com]
At least the syllables for each line match up...

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In the day we sweat it out in the fields of an inchoate weather scene
At night we ride on coursers of horror like suicide machines
Sprung from cages out of revelstone,
weird horned, roynish skinned and steppin out over the line
Linden this land rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a desuetude rap
We gotta get out while were young
Unambergrised, hey Linden we were born to run
Linden let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your chiaroscuro visions
Just wrap your legs round these puissant rims
And strap your hands across my white gold
Together we could break time's trap
We'll run till we drop, Linden we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out at Glimmersmere
`cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider
Curiosity for just how it feels
I want to know white gold is wild, girl I want to know the Land is real
Beyond the mayhem the gorgons pound hard down from the palace walls
The giants try to counter puissant against the ravers
but the Ravers seem to come down hard
The Arch of Time rises bold and stark
Jeherrin huddled in the cave in a mist
I wanna die with you Linden on Mt. Thunder tonight
In an evanescent kiss
Revelstone's jammed with broken heroes on an orogenous puissant drive
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
Together Linden well live with the mansuetude
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when were gonna get to the arch
Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run
At night we ride on coursers of horror like suicide machines
Sprung from cages out of revelstone,
weird horned, roynish skinned and steppin out over the line
Linden this land rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a desuetude rap
We gotta get out while were young
Unambergrised, hey Linden we were born to run
Linden let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your chiaroscuro visions
Just wrap your legs round these puissant rims
And strap your hands across my white gold
Together we could break time's trap
We'll run till we drop, Linden we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out at Glimmersmere
`cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider
Curiosity for just how it feels
I want to know white gold is wild, girl I want to know the Land is real
Beyond the mayhem the gorgons pound hard down from the palace walls
The giants try to counter puissant against the ravers
but the Ravers seem to come down hard
The Arch of Time rises bold and stark
Jeherrin huddled in the cave in a mist
I wanna die with you Linden on Mt. Thunder tonight
In an evanescent kiss
Revelstone's jammed with broken heroes on an orogenous puissant drive
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
Together Linden well live with the mansuetude
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when were gonna get to the arch
Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run
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Unambergrised like a dog for the boss man
Unambergrised for the inchoate
I'm bettin' on the evanessent
I'm gonna have an orogency
But where am I puissant
They tell me that desuetude
Mansuetude a girl like an open book
Roynish between the lines
Love in a chiaroscuro
Curiosity I'm going down
Love in a chairoscuro
Curiosity I'm going down
Unambergrised for the inchoate
I'm bettin' on the evanessent
I'm gonna have an orogency
But where am I puissant
They tell me that desuetude
Mansuetude a girl like an open book
Roynish between the lines
Love in a chiaroscuro
Curiosity I'm going down
Love in a chairoscuro
Curiosity I'm going down
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…And the dAN lies down in Andelain
Early morning Kevin’s Watch,
Ocean winds blow on the land.
The chiaroscuro is now undone,
The all-night watchers have had their fun.
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show,
It's the same old ending-time to go.
Get out!
It seems they cannot leave their dream.
There's something inchoate in the sidewalk steam,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
Nightime's flyers feel their pains.
Drugstore takes down the chains.
Orogeny comes in bursts,
But the gas station can quench that thirst.
Curiosity cracked on unambergrised road
The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
And out on the subway,
Cail Imperial evanescent Kid
Exits into daylight, puissance hid,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
The dAN seems right out of place,
Yet the Andelain scene finds mansuetude in its face.
Somehow it's lying there,
Brings desuetude to the air.
Though man-made light, at night is very bright,
There's no whitewash victim,
As the neons dim, to the coat of white.
Cail Imperial evanescent Kid
Wipes his gun-he's forgotten what he did,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
Menolly tired, her work all done,
Thinks money-honey-be on-neon.
Wayfriend's velvet glove sounds the horn
And the roynish king spits out his scorn.
Wonder women draw your blind!
Don't look at me! I'm not your kind.
I'm Cail!
Something inside me has just begun,
Lord knows what I have done,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
In Andelain-
They say the wights are always bright in Andelain.
They say there's always magic in the air.
Early morning Kevin’s Watch,
Ocean winds blow on the land.
The chiaroscuro is now undone,
The all-night watchers have had their fun.
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show,
It's the same old ending-time to go.
Get out!
It seems they cannot leave their dream.
There's something inchoate in the sidewalk steam,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
Nightime's flyers feel their pains.
Drugstore takes down the chains.
Orogeny comes in bursts,
But the gas station can quench that thirst.
Curiosity cracked on unambergrised road
The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
And out on the subway,
Cail Imperial evanescent Kid
Exits into daylight, puissance hid,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
The dAN seems right out of place,
Yet the Andelain scene finds mansuetude in its face.
Somehow it's lying there,
Brings desuetude to the air.
Though man-made light, at night is very bright,
There's no whitewash victim,
As the neons dim, to the coat of white.
Cail Imperial evanescent Kid
Wipes his gun-he's forgotten what he did,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
Menolly tired, her work all done,
Thinks money-honey-be on-neon.
Wayfriend's velvet glove sounds the horn
And the roynish king spits out his scorn.
Wonder women draw your blind!
Don't look at me! I'm not your kind.
I'm Cail!
Something inside me has just begun,
Lord knows what I have done,
And the dAN lies down in Andelain.
In Andelain-
They say the wights are always bright in Andelain.
They say there's always magic in the air.
Dandelion don't tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion
I'm afraid there's no denying
I'm just a dandelion
a fate I don't deserve.
High priest of THOOOTP
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Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion
I'm afraid there's no denying
I'm just a dandelion
a fate I don't deserve.
High priest of THOOOTP

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etc...just to say Damn I loved that album.___ wrote:…And the dAN lies down in Andelain
Early morning Kevin’s Watch,
[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
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I hope I make the cut...I thought we were supposed to change as little as possible, not do "Odes to the Land" mods. Still...very fun stuff, peeps.
[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.