Cryptic Messages Game!

[Aang1]

--Rules--

One person make a cryptic message, then someone tries to make it a bit clearer based

on what they think it means, but still pretty cryptic, then the next person does the same

clarifying.

Hilarity ensues.

I'll start:

The yawning pigeon eating bread knees peeks the cacophony of the raving statue with

smiler in hand wielding brawny ostentatious granules of unyielding caucuses melding

the colorful dingadoo with the flibaflab within the quarters of dromedaries

[Brother Dorsey]

--Rules--

One person make a cryptic message, then someone tries to make it a bit clearer based

on what they think it means, but still pretty cryptic, then the next person does the same

clarifying.

Hilarity ensues.

I'll start:

The yawning pigeon eating bread knees peeks the cacophony of the raving statue with

smiler in hand wielding brawny ostentatious granules of unyielding caucuses melding

the colorful dingadoo with the flibaflab within the quarters of dromedaries

Huh?

[Dr T]

Ditto. Maybe start with an easier one until we get the hang of it Aang

[pushka]

Whatever happened to that other online game, where one person had killed another, and each person on the forum takes on a character of their own, trying to guess who was the culprit? Sorry if that isn't a very clear explanation, has the member who tried to start that game left the site now?

[Guest Yediyd]

That was Orin Jelo and I think there was not enough interest so it just fizzled out.

[pushka]

Thanks Yediyd :)

[orrinjelo]

I'm still here. And another cryptic message game....hmm....

gimme some time with this one.

[Dr T]

I wondered the same thing Push

[pam]

This game requires way too much thinking for me.

[Snow]

--Rules--

One person make a cryptic message, then someone tries to make it a bit clearer based

on what they think it means, but still pretty cryptic, then the next person does the same

clarifying.

Hilarity ensues.

I'll start:

The yawning pigeon eating bread knees peeks the cacophony of the raving statue with

smiler in hand wielding brawny ostentatious granules of unyielding caucuses melding

the colorful dingadoo with the flibaflab within the quarters of dromedaries

Okay - I get it. I'll clarify... the post is saying:

While at BYU I was an NCAA competitive swimmer. I was not as naturally buoyant and gifted as some of the other swimmers, so to give myself a competitive edge I would boil the blood of monkeys and drink it from a mason jar. In 2004 I took second at Nationals in the 100 meter butterfly.

Right?

[pam]

Uhhh sure Snow...that's right. You are GOOD!!!!

[Dr T]

It was the "butterfly" part that threw me off. Darn, I was so close. Snow, you are good.

[pam]

Okay but one part I'm confused on. Where do the dromedaries come in? Was it monkeys or camels?

[Guest Yediyd]

I'm so confused.

[Snow]

Okay but one part I'm confused on. Where do the dromedaries come in? Was it monkeys or camels?

Remember, this is a "crytpic" challenge.

Obviously "dromedaries' refers to the perception of elation that the Mormon Battalion soldiers experienced as they built the very first Volvos without artificial intelligence.

[Guest Yediyd]

Thanks, Snow....for clearing things up for me...

[pam]

Ahhh that makes more sense to me now. I really had been thinking it meant the high elevation of the Andes mountains as the man named Horse that has no Name searched for the ever elusive stones.

[Snow]

Thanks, Snow....for clearing things up for me...

I'm here to serve...

Ahhh that makes more sense to me now. I really had been thinking it meant the high elevation of the Andes mountains as the man named Horse that has no Name searched for the ever elusive stones.

:):)