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Seven Random Words
chess
passenger
elucidate
blossom
sequel
waist
happy
Use one word, use them all - go literal, go crazy just go for it :)
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Date: 2012-09-29 11:17 am (UTC)“…like chess, sir, or the Passenger Pigeon. You merely elucidate likely sequelae based on prior experience.”
“That Aristotle chap said call no man fruity, Jeeves. How will we know else?”
“Respectfully, sir, Aristotle was defining ‘happy,’ not pink paisley. The grey with navy twill?”
“They would squeeze the not-so-willowy waist, Jeeves. This rose blossom pattern looks rather fruity and is just the right size.”
“Sir, please. The cobalt…”
“No, none of that, Jeeves.”
“Indeed, sir.”
“You promised.”
“Very well, sir.”
“Good. The paisley? Excellent choice. Let’s get home and into these…erm, and then out again, I think?”
“Very good, sir.”
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Date: 2012-09-30 03:06 pm (UTC)"Checkmate, sir." Jeeves announced, smoothly removing my king from the board.
I frowned down at the black and white squares, trying to discover how he had done it. This more than anything proved what I had suspected all along, in re chess being a game for brainier coves than B. Wooster, and I told Jeeves so.
"Quite white of you to attempt to teach the young master the game of kings," I assured him, "But Bertram just doesn't have it in him."
"On the contrary sir," he hastened to reassure me, "You did quite well, and only require more patience."
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Date: 2012-11-18 07:19 am (UTC)Nice!
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Date: 2012-11-18 07:20 am (UTC)Still, if anyone has a deep well of patience, it's Jeeves.
Enjoyed this!
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Date: 2012-11-18 07:23 am (UTC)“Here,” Bertie said, angling the book toward Jeeves. “The spectacled passenger’s playing chess with Dr. Watson, who asks him to elucidate regarding the blossom on the woman’s shoe.” Jeeves’ brows rose and Bertie rolled his eyes. “How’re we to know who the blighter is here if his blasted name isn’t revealed until the sequel?”
“I think you’re simply tired, hm?” Jeeves suggested gently, arm tightening around Bertie’s waist.
Yawning, Bertie shoved the book onto the nightstand. Wriggling closer to Jeeves, he grumbled into his man’s shoulder, “Blasted writer's getting happy with obscure in-jokes, is what I think.”
“Goodnight, my own.”
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Date: 2012-11-20 09:44 pm (UTC)Thankee!