Wednesday Match Game: "Lecherous Larry was so into Lent, he _______ a virgin girl child".

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Ten words or more in the blank. Make a story.

Hint: the really good stories don't go for the obvious, and don't try to tie the two sentence fragments together directly, but only indirectly.

Enjoy!!

[Redstone]

1. No, I'm sorry, I can't. Not with the word "child" in the question.

Redstone

[IndianaJones]

2. you are the envelope. nt.

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6. I don't get it.

[Parche]

3. Clarification First, Is This Lecherous Larry, Or Really Matcom?

:shrug: :shrug: :hi:

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5. Is not matcom all Lecherous Larrys?

:rofl:

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4. Lecherous Larry was so into Lent, he

went to the local Christian Bookstore, called the Lighthouse, and searched for some spiritual books on Lenten prayer and being a better Christian and whatnot. While he was perusing the books, he received a cell phone call from his sister. Not wanting to disturb the other patrons, he very politely and quietly scurried outside to take the phone call. He reached the parking lot, and answered the phone. "Hello!" he said to his sister, whom he had identified by the caller ID. "What's up?"

She responded, "Did you hear that Brett Favre retired?!?!?!?!?!"

"WHAT?!?!?!?! NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!" said Lecherous Larry.

"Way!!!!!!" said his equally bulbous sister.

"Man, that really sucks," he responded.

Had he known, however, how was life was about to end he would not have said "that sucks", because in the grand scheme of the universe, Brett Favre retiring is nowhere near the kind of suckage that is possible. The kind of suckage, for instance, that was the death that then came immediately to Lecherous Larry when there, right in the parking lot on this sunny Tuesday afternoon, he was utterly crushed when a plane overhead lost its cargo and on Lecherous Larry's head landed sixteen anvils, two pallets of Reese's Pieces, the entire London Symphony Orchestra, and, a cargo item destined for rental pleasure at the next Republican caucus,