I took the highlighter and marked her name, to fantasize about later.
Squeaky and nasal
With a nasal voice, she read a copy of Mr. Squeaky’s Holiday Cookbook.
Rice-powered machinegun and nosehair.
I can shoot so well with my rice-powered machine gun, I could pick the nosehair off a flea.
Speaker for the Dead and sexy
I was setting up the speaker for the dead concert when I saw sexy hypergirl in the crowd.
Druid & Asteroid
d
The Druids built Stonehenge as a landing site for the return of their hollowed-out asteroid.
fragile and sit-com
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The overweight sit-com star broke the fragile chair by sitting on it.
hypothermia and shag carpeting
The heater on the waterbed was broken and it was darn cold. To prevent hypothermia we had sex on the shag carpeting.
(Sorry could’t help it)
serrated & conservative
My conservative stereotypical Italian uncle Mario wouldn’t see Heist with me. “It serrated ‘R,’” he told me.
Next up: post-apocalyptic and vaudeville.
Trying to ease his post-apocalyptic depression, Astroboy slouched around the city looking for something to do, but the smell of burning flesh and radioactive fallout troubled him until he had a sudden flash of inspiration: why not set up a stage, and perform vaudeville for the mutants?
Next up: cornflakes and ebola…
Wow, I thought to myself as I looked at the cornflakes. These look a lot like an ebola culture!
Skewer and lobster shell
I remember when the Aquatic war started.
General Squiddly gave these memorable orders.
“Corporal Marlin, skewer as many enemy as you can then return to the left flank. And you there on the canon, Private Lobster is it?”
“Yes sir.”
“Right, Lobster, shell the enemy emplacements till they crumble. We can win this boys, if we give it our all.”
Pacemaker & swamp
d
“That machine is our top ace maker,” said the supervisor as he swam, pointing out the printer, through the sea of cards.
Next two are codex and dribble.
Tenebras
You did not follow the rules…alas, one in every crowd…
“Move the candle, Pol, you’re dribbling wax all over the Mrin Codex,” Belgarath said irritably.
Next: fishmonger and fruit bat.
“Can’t you see I’m busy?”, said the fishmonger as he tried to fend off the attacking fruit bat.
Next: “bunny” and “venture capital”
I’m sorry, but I refuse to for over any venture capital money for a pornographic bunny website.
goat and jello
“I’m sorry, Mr. Lobo,” said Percy Quailsnot (President and CEO of 1st National Amalgamted Woodlands Critters’ Bank, as well as being a cute fuzzy bunny [although he tried to hide his bald spot under a variety of ill-fitting toupees]) in his best I-am-more-important-than-you[sup]TM[/sup] voice, “six road-kill turtles, a blind possum and a limping blue-jay do not qualify as venture capital.”
I was horny as a goat as I watched J-Lo shake her Jello.
Osamma and cuddly
Not only did you redo a round that had already passed, but you didnt give us anything to continue the game.
40 lashing with a waterlogged possum carcass!
Ma made a heapin’ bowl of her famous goat-flavored jello with the tiny mashmallows.
Next: “Vienna” and “absolution”