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From: Doctor John
Subject: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 28 May 2014 21:17:01
Message: <53868a8d@news.povray.org>
<whole sentences only>

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.

John
-- 
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You hold it in trust for your children


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From: Jim Henderson
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 28 May 2014 22:03:44
Message: <53869580$1@news.povray.org>
On Thu, 29 May 2014 02:16:38 +0100, Doctor John wrote:

> <whole sentences only>
> 
> It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.

Doctor John decided to start a game with whole sentences using two whole 
sentences, causing a ruckus to start.



-- 
"I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and 
besides, the pig likes it." - George Bernard Shaw


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From: Doctor John
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 28 May 2014 23:44:32
Message: <5386ad20$1@news.povray.org>
On 29/05/14 03:03, Jim Henderson wrote:
> On Thu, 29 May 2014 02:16:38 +0100, Doctor John wrote:
> 
>> <whole sentences only>
>>
>> It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
> 
> Doctor John decided to start a game with whole sentences using two whole 
> sentences, causing a ruckus to start.
> 
> 

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
a ruckus to start.
But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.

John
(True, actually. Got one singing its little heart out just by my bedroom
window)
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It was not given to you by your parents
You hold it in trust for your children


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From: Jim Henderson
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 28 May 2014 23:47:00
Message: <5386adb4$1@news.povray.org>
On Thu, 29 May 2014 04:44:10 +0100, Doctor John wrote:

> It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
> to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
> a ruckus to start.
> But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.

It sang a song of sixpence, but feared being put into a pie.



-- 
"I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and 
besides, the pig likes it." - George Bernard Shaw


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From: clipka
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 29 May 2014 07:25:04
Message: <53871910$1@news.povray.org>
Am 29.05.2014 05:47, schrieb Jim Henderson:
> On Thu, 29 May 2014 04:44:10 +0100, Doctor John wrote:
>
> It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
> to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
> a ruckus to start.
> But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.
> It sang a song of sixpence, but feared being put into a pie.

"Take these broken wings and learn to fly," uttered a stranger passing by.


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From: Warp
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 29 May 2014 17:04:35
Message: <5387a0e3@news.povray.org>
clipka <ano### [at] anonymousorg> wrote:
> Am 29.05.2014 05:47, schrieb Jim Henderson:
> > On Thu, 29 May 2014 04:44:10 +0100, Doctor John wrote:
> >
> > It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
> > to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
> > a ruckus to start.
> > But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.
> > It sang a song of sixpence, but feared being put into a pie.

> "Take these broken wings and learn to fly," uttered a stranger passing by.

But the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals, when it
was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it
is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and
fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against
the darkness.

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                                                          - Warp


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From: Doctor John
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 29 May 2014 17:36:34
Message: <5387a862$1@news.povray.org>
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
a ruckus to start.
But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.
It sang a song of sixpence, but feared being put into a pie. "Take these
broken wings and learn to fly," uttered a stranger passing by.

But the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals, when it
was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it
is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and
fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against
the darkness.

The pale face of little Jane looked out of the garret window as her mind
wondered whether life would always be so.

-- 
Protect the Earth
It was not given to you by your parents
You hold it in trust for your children


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From: Stephen
Subject: Re: A new game: Cheddar engorged
Date: 29 May 2014 18:40:24
Message: <5387b758$1@news.povray.org>
On 29/05/2014 22:36, Doctor John wrote:
>
> It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
> to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
> a ruckus to start.
> But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.
> It sang a song of sixpence, but feared being put into a pie. "Take these
> broken wings and learn to fly," uttered a stranger passing by.
>
> But the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals, when it
> was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it
> is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and
> fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against
> the darkness.
>
> The pale face of little Jane looked out of the garret window as her mind
> wondered whether life would always be so.
>

OMG! OT is going literary.
Keep it up.

-- 

Regards
     Stephen


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