You Betta Your Life
#51
People. Bald. Dueling. Dimensions. Dimwit. Rubber. Chicken. Voluminous.
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God's love is manifest in the landscape as in a face.  - John Muir

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that wherever you go, the least plant may bring you clear remembrance of the Creator.  A single plant, a blade of grass, or one speck of dust is sufficient to occupy all your intelligence in beholding the art with which it has been made  - Saint Basil

Heaven is under our feet, as well as over our heads. - Thoreau, Walden
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#52
Mail. Package. Gift. Parcel. Envelope.
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#53
Suppository.
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God's love is manifest in the landscape as in a face.  - John Muir

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that wherever you go, the least plant may bring you clear remembrance of the Creator.  A single plant, a blade of grass, or one speck of dust is sufficient to occupy all your intelligence in beholding the art with which it has been made  - Saint Basil

Heaven is under our feet, as well as over our heads. - Thoreau, Walden
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#54
Magister Musicae won this round of You Betta Your Life, with this post.

The secret word was "E L E P H A N T," and MM spoke of one such creature positioned in a living room. So, SeeTheLight, you Rosary-maker you, come on down and tell him what he's won!

(We doing another round? Just let me know!)
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#55
MM you've been PM'ed!
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#56
(03-21-2019, 01:28 AM)VoxClamantis Wrote: The secret word was "E L E P H A N T,"

Would I have won if I'd mentioned my Aunt Bertha? Just sayin'.
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God's love is manifest in the landscape as in a face.  - John Muir

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that wherever you go, the least plant may bring you clear remembrance of the Creator.  A single plant, a blade of grass, or one speck of dust is sufficient to occupy all your intelligence in beholding the art with which it has been made  - Saint Basil

Heaven is under our feet, as well as over our heads. - Thoreau, Walden
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#57
OK, Magister Musicae won that last round, and a new round begins.

What could the secret woid be? Hmmm...
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#58
Mouse? House? Shrimp? Couch? Horse?
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