Monday, 10 January 2011

Phun Prize Post 11 -

Wash your mouth out gentlemen, before you wake the Sleeping Lady up.

--- use the letters more than once if you wish, but make the longest word you can out of these letters.
Yes, you are right, top line on your keyboard.
Send your word to me by email - then comment here word sent.

We are very near to the end Rune the Viking and Craver the Laser.

The one with the longest word wins. - if you tie, then you battle.

OH, on this one - no google or puter checks please = this is just brain power.
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Gailsman said...

See you've helped yourself to a large portion there Stewart. Hope you didn't believe it was a real cheesecake!

ju-north said...

It gets wierder by the minute!

Craver Vii said...

That looks like a tough one!!

I hope it's okay, what I write it out on paper and use the squares like scrabble pieces.

It will have to wait until after the evening commute, dinner, and then Bible study. Our group meets tonight. Perhaps I will share my limerick with them. :-P

Anyway, I hope to have something for you at or near 11PM Chicago time.

Teacher's Pet said...

What a pretty soap cake; too pretty to use.
Good luck to the two that are battling to the end.

RuneE said...

It seems I lave slept the night away instead of working assiduously at my keyboard. In other words - I have just discovered it.

But I will return!

RuneE said...

I had of course hoped I could use something like "Lopado­temacho­selacho­galeo­kranio­leipsano­drim­hypo­trimmato­silphio­parao­melito­katakechy­meno­kichl­epi­kossypho­phatto­perister­alektryon­opte­kephallio­kigklo­peleio­lagoio­siraio­baphe­tragano­pterygon", but since we have been restricted to the first line of the UK keyboard and are not allowed to use any computers, I have had to settle for something slightly shorter.

Craver Vii said...


Surely, you've heard of it. It is the finishing process of shield-makers in the Caribbean, whereby ostrich feathers and fish lips were skillfully fashioned to make the Puerto-Rican Vikings look menacing, while distracting the enemy. What separated these masterful artisans was knowing when to stop. Otherwise a good Pacific wind might wreak havoc with the brave warriors.

No? I guess I'm not a very good liar, then.