Wednesday, February 21, 2007

I PACKED MY BAG BACK TO SILLINESS ( especially for Awks)

Some years ago there was a game played by many silly people. It was called " I Packed My Bag " . The ideas and the rules were simple. It was fun. First you say that " I packed my bag and in it I put a .......". Then others continue. That until the bag gets full of silly things or so full of naughty things that the customs inspectors show interest.

So--- the rules.
We begin with A and end with Z.
We must repeat that which went before.
We must not be too rude.
When the Z endgame is reached the powerful Zola will decide the winner in his normal democratic way.

So I THE democratic Zola begins thus :-

I packed my bag and in it I put an Anticant with a pink leather tie.

35 comments:

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put an anticant with a pink leather tie AND a Beadle with legs running at pace as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being.

We wait for the C-Z.

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put an Anticant with a pink leather tie And a Beadle with legs running at a pace as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being,AND I add a whiter than white Chris to the Dirty laundry.......

zola a social thing said...

I packed my bag and in it I put an anticant with a pink leather tie AND a Beadle with legs running at pace as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being AND a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry AND a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying......

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie AND a Beadle with legs running at pace as his very reason for being AND a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry And a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying,AND in packing,I burn my boats, and from these ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed...

toby lewis said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie AND a Beadle with legs running at pace as his very reason for being AND a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry And a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying,AND in packing,I burn my boats, and from these ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed..., and a fine fuming frog feisty as five ferocious females,

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tieAND a Beadle with legs running at pace as his very reason for being AND a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry AND a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying, AND in packing, I burnt my boats, and from these ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, AND a fine fuming frog feisty as five ferocious females AND hear a wild cry of Give'em hell Pike,

zola a social thing said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pinki leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poket threatens his very reason for being and a whiter thyan white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burnt my boats, and from these ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and a fine fuming frog feisty as five ferocious females and hear a wild cry of Give'em hell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF .....

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pinki leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poket threatens his very reason for being and a whiter thyan white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burnt my boats, and from these ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and a fine fuming frog feisty as five ferocious females and hear a wild cry of Give'em hell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was Thomas Pynchon.

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed. and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was Thomas Pynchon AND Iloneranger leapt in feet first and fast.

Anonymous said...

lavenderblue said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tieand a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot pokerthreatens his very reason for being and a whiter than whiteChris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing,I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed. and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect

anticant said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing,I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court

anticant said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court. And I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue

anticant said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court. And I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin

anticant said...

Hurry up with N, aNonymous! I'm gasping to get to O, so I can pack my oxygen cylinder - it's like the black hole of Calcutta in this burgeoning bag, with Jose, the Beadle and Merkin wrestling to restrain Kissinger - HELP!

[Hope I haven't broken the rules - sorry, Zola.]

Anonymous said...

HAHAHA!!!!..sorry....thinking thinking.........

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court. And I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin
And now I name that pale-faced Nomad’s tool, the Nine-inch buck blade, which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvelous journey(except Kissinger, he gets to stay in their with his grumpy ole self)

anticant said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court. And I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin. And now I name that pale-faced Nomad’s tool, the Nine-inch buck blade, which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvelous journey(except Kissinger, he gets to stay in their with his grumpy ole self), and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar Bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at pace, as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing, I burn my boats, and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed, and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell Pike. And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon AND 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose, with respect dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court. And I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin. And now I name that pale-faced Nomad’s tool, the Nine-inch buck blade, which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvelous journey(except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self), and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar Bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon, a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quite tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of Quizzical souls

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at a pace,as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing , I burn my boats,and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed,and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell, Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon and 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose with respect, dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court.'AND I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin.And now I name that pale-faced Nomad's tool, the Nine-inch buck blade,which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvellous journey ( except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self),and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon,a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quiet tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of Quizzical souls,And because he can see no reason,'cause there are no reason's, what reasons do you need to be shown , the Reason's Sword

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at a pace,as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing , I burn my boats,and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed,and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell, Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon and 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose with respect, dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court.'AND I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin.And now I name that pale-faced Nomad's tool, the Nine-inch buck blade,which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvellous journey ( except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self),and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon,a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quiet tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of Quizzical souls,And because he can see no reason,'cause there are no reason's, what reasons do you need to be shown , the Reason's Sword,with it's cutting edge hacked through cyber space to deliver the Szwagman in his Shoutbox

Anonymous said...

,and Szwagman's demons

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at a pace,as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing , I burn my boats,and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed,and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell, Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon and 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose with respect, dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court.'AND I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin.And now I name that pale-faced Nomad's tool, the Nine-inch buck blade,which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvellous journey ( except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self),and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon,a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quiet tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of Quizzical souls,And because he can see no reason,'cause there are no reason's, what reasons do you need to be shown , the Reason's Sword,with it's cutting edge hacked through cyber space to deliver the Szwagman in his Shoutbox.AND Szwagman's demons disappeared as through the swirling blogs came The Tyger, ever burning, ever bright

Anonymous said...

ooops sorry,mistake at top of page...

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at a pace,as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing , I burn my boats,and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed,and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell, Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon and 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose with respect, dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court.'AND I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin.And now I name that pale-faced Nomad's tool, the Nine-inch buck blade,which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvellous journey ( except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self),and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon,a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quiet tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of
Quizzical souls,And because he can see no reason,'cause there are no reason's, what reasons do you need to be shown , the Reason's Sword,with it's cutting edge hacked through cyber space to deliver the Szwagman in his Shoutbox.AND Szwagman's demons disappeared as through the swirling blogs came The Tyger, ever burning, ever bright
and brighter than ME (I can't do U as I am a soloist).

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at a pace,as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing , I burn my boats,and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed,and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell, Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon and 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose with respect, dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court.'AND I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin.And now I name that pale-faced Nomad's tool, the Nine-inch buck blade,which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvellous journey ( except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self),and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon,a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quiet tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of
Quizzical souls,And because he can see no reason,'cause there are no reason's, what reasons do you need to be shown , the Reason's Sword,with it's cutting edge hacked through cyber space to deliver the Szwagman in his Shoutbox.AND Szwagman's demons disappeared as through the swirling blogs came The Tyger, ever burning, ever bright
and brighter than ME (I can't do U as I am a soloist). AND Trousers followed Tyger through, after Me and before U

Anonymous said...

I packed my bag and in it I put Anticant with a pink leather tie and a Beadle with legs running at a pace,as the red hot poker threatens his very reason for being and a whiter than white Chris to the dirty laundry and a Duck in exile making a pond where no pond exists for happiness without feathers flying and in packing , I burn my boats,and out of the ashes rises the periodic Englishman, a very fine man indeed,and hear a wild cry of Give'emhell, Pike.And a memory of that Henry freak from the CIAF and a Mexican who thought he was thomas pynchon and 1loneranger leapt in feet first and fast, giving way to Jose with respect, dragging Henry Kissinger off to the International Criminal Court.'AND I also packed a Luscious Lollipop for Lavenderblue and a Mad Mumbling Merkin.And now I name that pale-faced Nomad's tool, the Nine-inch buck blade,which will cut us all out of this bag at the end of the marvellous journey ( except Kissinger, he gets to stay in there with his grumpy ole self),and Oxygen for Anticant so he won't pant and a Polar bear who'll wait to squeeze our Zola there AND so as not to be known for only bringing along a dull weapon,a Qwerty keyboard a load of Quiet tunes of Bach and Ravel for this Quorum of
Quizzical souls,And because he can see no reason,'cause there are no reason's, what reasons do you need to be shown , the Reason's Sword,with it's cutting edge hacked through cyber space to deliver the Szwagman in his Shoutbox.AND Szwagman's demons disappeared as through the swirling blogs came The Tyger, ever burning, ever bright
and brighter than ME (I can't do U as I am a soloist). AND Trousers followed Tyger through, after Me and before U.AND Virtual love and friendship came, to fulfill all the Wishes We can name, AND ZolaInkSpots, standing proud, said to the baggaged crowd 'Welcome to You all '
and setting sail, this happy band left straightaway for the promised land.
and trolls and Zombies waved goodbye as we, this happy band left straightaway for the promised land.

Anonymous said...

ZoZoBear !
Can you sort out the ending ?/ xx
Where have you been all day, anyway ?

Anonymous said...

Missed out 'X' as well........

sori xx

Anonymous said...

AND in his last "horrah" the Masked Man on his handsome white steed came to the rescue and said to lavblue and this would-be band of happy folks on their way to that promised land "fear not, I take with us from this bag of riddles my trusty Xylophone to pacify the fearful Xenophobes and lull us all into a blissful dreamland happily ever after".....

zola a social thing said...

Jesus we made it with only a small hicccup.
Little contentious stuff and little naughty flirting from bluegirl. Even grumpypants made jokes.
Whatever is happening to those bad awks once famous for upsetting applecarts?

if Hi ho Silver rider had added a third x I would have censored that but as it stands ok. only just though.

Zola awards a week of naughty fun and larks ( damn the cactus ) for all in the awkward octopusy garden in the heat.
We really much practice more our badness.

zola a social thing said...

All right allright you demand a winner. Don't panic.
I have a deep responsibility as THE democratic judge.

I was impressed with the freudian links between our resident philosopher Toby and his dreams of five ( yes 5 ) ferocious, feisty, fine and fuming females as he quite clearly positioned himself in the middle between two LavenderBlue entries. Much to consider here and a future post could be forthcoming.

I admire, if not condone, the Yellow Duck who, without remorse, breaks the rules with intrique unless, of course, Ducks are poor at their ABC.

Anticant : what can be said about this wayward puritan? His humour is black as the Queen of Spades. He deserves a good mention in the dispatches.

Our resident cowboy with a conscience from the wild west has shown remarkable staying power for a colonial and will certainly achieve much if he continues the good work under the correct supervision.

But the winner must be the most persistant and loyal provocative lavybluexxxrated. Her vibrations even make anticant think of lucious lollipops.
This decision is final
No appeals ( unless i am bribed)

anticant said...

Puritan? Me? How can you be so cavalier?

I suggest as an impetus to the promised fun and games Norman Douglas's wonderful "Some Limericks" [too rude to quote here, but can be downloaded in toto by anyone so inclined].

zola a social thing said...

That was from a puritan getting less and less wayward as the week begins.

Rugby songs I say
Rambling songs
Songs from the Chartist movement?
Songs by women in protest?

Cavalier poets radical postmodern style.
Toby will turn in is grave of reason.

Anonymous said...

Yes, never quite got the point of this game. Now I know. Cheers.

Anonymous said...

Oh dear.
At least someboby knows!

zola a social thing said...

Yeps ok I will have one more (hic)IN THE Marburg school.
yeps.
There is no "game" methinks.

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