You get the last word...
 

I thought this might be a fun game.

I will start the game with a sentence. The next one to post will use the last word in my sentence, as the first word in their sentence, to make a sentence of their own.

In the instance two or more posts are entered at the same time & their last word does not coincide with the previous last word. The next person to post will use any of the last words they choose & continue.

Let's make this thread a fun one....

Here is my sentence:
Cars are sometimes lost, but never cast from our memory.

Memory, something that fades as we get older.
(see how this works)

Older than dirt is how I feel right now after moving,plowing and shoveling snow for 12 hours.

Hours from now I will be wishing I was a little younger.

Younger I use to be and older I am now.

Now is weird because it is already over.

Over here is where Im at .

At least there were a few people that responded to the trread.

Trread is what I needed on my tires to get through the snow.

Water is a substance or compound that can exist as one of the three states of matter.

Matter is a hard word to start a sentence with. :D

With the right tools, any job is possible.

Possible snow storm Tuesday.

Tuesday sounds like a good day not to drive in to the office.

Business is fun,especially the monkey kind.

Kind of had a crappy day.

Day is my favorite time to live.:)

Live each day as a blessing

Blessing the lemurs one at a time and wishing them luck, he then scurried his way down the banana tree and into the thick underbrush of the rain forest.

Forest is no place to smoke. Jake,just what were you smoking when you wrote that?Waving

That is why I don't do drugs.

Drugs make you do stupid acts.

Acts me no questions, and I will tell you no lies.

Lies are ok as long as there little white ones.

Ones never enough.

Enough of this nonsense, let's have a beer.

Beer; one of the best words ever made, what would we do without it.

It is served at all temperatures, but I like mine ICE COLD!!!

Cold beer is just another form of artificial happiness.

COLD as a witchs tit here now.

Wake up and smell the coffee Tony, you're a couple posts behind! You didn't even finish it, it's "Cold as a witche's tit in an iron bra."

It was cold today, around 7 this morning. Snow tomorrow and Wednesday, oh boy. We been lucky so far, can't complain.

Complain,that's all some people enjoy doing.

Doing the best I can in this weather.

Weather sucks lately in Georgia .

Georgia is always on my mind for some reason.:confused:

Reason for me coming here is Grandsports cheerful waving.

Waving my freak flag, A line in a Jimi Hendix song.

Waving is a form of nonverbal communication.

Communication breakdown, it's always the same.

Same ol same ol.