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My wife just got back from holiday, where the latest sensation is a certain MetaChatter. You can't turn around without hearing or seeing something about this person.
Sorry, I'm so late into this game. I've been on holiday all around California (no, not with my x-wife, she's in the place that sainted Napoleon's friend). Anyway, I've been to the seaside resort where they have a statue of one of the 3 Stooges urinating, where the actor who co-starred in the Pink Panther movies got prodded and where the director of Brokeback Mountain found the answer to his mystery. I've been where every Christmas they get gifts from a former First Lady, where the beasts of burden play a Persian board game, a coastal town named after unaged wine and the town where they paid tribute to Mr. Rove's evil (but misspelled it). I visited where Iberian/North African people keep their cars, where they make bread outdoors, where they repealed the tax on crystaline precipitation, where the actor who played Perry Mason kept his money and where the magician made Chip's friend disappear. And I haven't gotten to Northern California yet!
Oh, come on guys! I can't be the only one going apeshit over this game! Here:
My wife just got back from holiday, where the second person singular had raised conditions into nobility.
Also, my brother just got back from holiday. A stereotypical US Southern man kept referring to his cattle.
Not to mention my friend, who went to a place where everyone remained at rest expectantly, in line.
Oh and by the way, my accountant went on holiday and he got to meet my brother's daughter.
And did I tell you about the time my mother went on holiday and it spoiled her chance to speak?
And this is while my mistress went on vacation and all she got was a tit.
Speaking of which, my boss took a trip and while there he was invited to harshly criticise someone's mother (anyone's mother, really).
Actually, that makes me think of the time my drinking buddy went on holiday and was asked to utter mollusk exoskeletons.
Oh, do you want to see the pictures of my cricket coach's trip? He had his own delivery involving bouncing the ball near the batsman's popping crease. (This one's for seanyboy.)
Finally, my plastic surgeon went on holiday only to find a cutting implement used in armed conflict.
gnfti got all three right, box got the first one right. Nice as in good, or Nice as in France? (I think that is one of gnfti's) Remember mine are all in Caifornia, all south of the previously answered Fresno.
And utter mollusk exoskeletons? Seychelles? all she got was a tit? Brest?
Speaking of vacations, my mother-in-law just returned from a vacation. She couldn't stop complaining, though--the only thing she talked about were the big, noisy piles of sand.
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