Sternvogel, who is about to log off and prepare pork chops for his real-life lunch, happened to have tortellini with chicken (one casserole-like dish) and plain Caesar salad (the bagged kind) yesterday. Suggesting twicks order whatever she’s in the mood for, I toss the ball to…
Actually, I get the ball from EarthStone777. Let’s hope we score before I rejoin the fray. I pass to…
twicks, who juggles the ball while she waits for her salad to arrive and makes small talk with …
EarthStone777 who* joins twicks in her juggling by adding a glass, a roll, and a knife to the mix. He starts tossing items to her and getting some back, including the doper ball. However other diners start applauding thinking it’s an act for their amusement and when twicks and Stone stop to bow, the ball is is taken by…
*who is spending the day online and able to counter her every move, hoping some Ucks get here to help out…
Back from lunch is Sternvogel, who will be checking in on the game periodically all afternoon and into the evening. Is there a third Uppercaser out there who can catch this pass?
evil cackle
Yeah, right – twicks is on the job.
However, her teammates all seem to have called in sick, as I once more reclaim the ball aand place it on the dessert cart, from which it is plucked by…
EarthStone777 who can’t decide between the Double Chocolate Fudge Brownie and the Strawberry Shortcake with Real Whipped Cream… So doing what I always do when faced with two choices, I take both,* and put the ball back on the dessert cart to be found by…
*Between running down street, ballooing in the grand canyon, and diving into sewers, lots of calories have been burned in the thread.
Feydeau, who SCORES!!!
Ah, phooey. I am not having good day here.
With Team Uppercase now enjoying a 5-2 lead, Sternvogel puts the ball into play by putting it in a “doggy bag” emblazoned with the restaurant’s logo. He then deposits the bag on an unoccupied park bench and walks away. As he is about to turn the corner, he sees a passer-by take a seat. That person is…
Feydeau, who opens up the doggy bag, removes the doggy and leaves the ball inside. The doggy scampers away, chasing a kitty, and the bag is picked up by…
twicks, who’s muttering “defense, defense” under her breath as she hands off to …
Sternvogel, who hopes Pandora will forgive twickster’s forgetting of their lunch date. I place the ball in a florist’s delivery van, which is being driven by…
EarthStone777 who loved flute music* … wait, what are all these flowers doing in my van? I’m heading to pick up a flutist, not a florist. Pushes button to open back door while driving around a corner so that the flowers come tumbling out, including the ball, spilling all over the road…
- this one time at band camp…
…Cemetery Savior, who grabs the ball from the back of the delivery van. Having forgotten that he has severe pollen-related allerigies, he sneezes mightily, coating the ball with phlegm and inadvertently passing the ball to…
Ha! You could have scored, but twicks whirls in again, grabs the ball and tosses it over her shoulder as she runs out with barely a paus…
Unable to resist making a joke about the last word of twickster’s post being the shortest pause he’s ever seen, Sternvogel reminds everybody to quote the post being referred to (or at least state from whom you’re taking the ball) when you reply. Hoping several of my teammates are on the field, I pass to…
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EarthStone777** who carefully cleans the ball off of Cemetery Savior’s mucus, puts it into a press and squeezes it down in size to handball dimensions. He then starts playing solo handball* against a wall until he finally misses a shot and the now smaller ball goes sailing past him where it is retrieved by…
*no jokes now involving ‘playing’ ‘solo’ or ‘balls’. This is a family establishment.
Feydeau who SCORES!!!