Friday, December 30, 2005

childhood word games...

my dad used to say this ridiculously long, word/memory game thing to me. it was really fun because i like(d) to talk a lot and like(d) to hear my own voice. unfortunately neither of us can remember the thing in its entirety. this is what i've got:

one hen
two somethings
three squawking geese
four corpulent porpoises
five pairs of st. peter's tweezers
six brass monkeys from the ancient sacred crypts of egypt
...
ten lyrical, spiritual, diabolical old men on roller skates with a marked propensity toward procrastination and sloth.

1 comment:

lauriebot said...

emily responded with this: ok. are you ready to love me forever?

One hen.

One hen; two ducks.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters; five
corpulent porpoises.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters; five
corpulent porpoises; six pairs of Don Alversos tweezers.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters; five
corpulent porpoises; six pairs of Don Alversos tweezers; 7,000
Macedonians in full battle array.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters; five
corpulent porpoises; six pairs of Don Alversos tweezers; 7,000
Macedonians in full battle array; eight brass monkeys from the ancient
sacred crypts of Egypt.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters; five
corpulent porpoises; six pairs of Don Alversos tweezers; 7,000
Macedonians in full battle array; eight brass monkeys from the ancient
sacred crypts of Egypt; nine apathetic, sympathetic, diabetic old men
on roller skates with a marked propensity toward procrastination and
sloth.

One hen; two ducks; three squawking geese; four Limerick oysters; five
corpulent porpoises; six pairs of Don Alversos tweezers; 7,000
Macedonians in full battle array; eight brass monkeys from the ancient
sacred crypts of Egypt; nine apathetic, sympathetic, diabetic old men
on roller skates with a marked propensity toward procrastination and
sloth; 10 lyrical, spherical, diabolical denizens of the deep who hall
stall around the corner of the quo of the quay of the quivery, all at
the same time. "