ScoreRanking 2059points

Average daily score / Average monthly score 28 / 35

Average entries per day / Average entries per month 1 / 7

Best tweet ever

95
Points
The sliced loaf listened long and hard to the litany of praise levied at the wholegrain bread. "You're toast," he whispered.
06 November 2009

Latest tweets

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    Aeneas' aeipathy was aepic.
    21 January 2012
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    Once upon a time there was a nare who boasted how he could run faster than anyone else.
    14 October 2011
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    Glottal panic swathed the studio audience. Pete stepped up, wool and hooves trembling. The host intoned: "Play safe or gambol?" #artwiculate
    21 October 2010
  • 14
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    It's not that I'm opposed to your animadversion, just that ima clip your eyes off their glubbing stalks #crabfight #artwiculate
    10 October 2010
  • 27
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    The probrem with gweasy fwogs is that they can often be very frippery.
    30 June 2010
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    Hitting the highway with things in the boot, Heff stopped off for some extra planning en route. His outfit a fib, he'd need to be glib.
    01 May 2010
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    Addressing the letter to young Georgie IV, he announced his intention, to visit the ward. And he signed off his threat, indubitably Heff.
    22 March 2010
  • 18
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    Parsimonious in suburbia, revealing no urge, Heff could ill-afford, an intentions splurge. He waved at next door, smiled, then sat to plan.
    15 March 2010
  • 27
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    Stories at bedtime, he tried as he might, to tell tales of castles, not sadness & fright. But the past wouldn't lie, ever pale yesternight.
    14 March 2010
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    Night-time was worst. The stifling pretence that all was well, pandiculation during family time. To keep up the mask, Heff needed closure.
    13 March 2010
  • 15
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    The Heff had shrouded his dark, inner narrator by marrying, having kids. Five years passed like this. But his zealous secret would out.
    12 March 2010
  • 11
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    This year for opulent, I shall give up, for 40 days, all things sumptuous, luxuriant and elegant.
    27 February 2010
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    I am Felix Chatoyant, a shiny cat. Other animals, zey look at me and zey theenk I look like zem. But I don't! I am jost shiny! Mew-hee-hee.
    12 February 2010
  • 17
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    John had never spoken. For 39 years family and friends waited and hoped. On Thursday night, he whispered "sesquipedalian". Then went to bed.
    06 February 2010
  • 22
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    Bette the pink crayon scoffed at the pageant. "Pulchritudinous nonsensth," she lisped. "And world peath my ass."
    19 December 2009
  • 20
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    Their tartan-trimmed outfits and cheery, singalong pop belied the Paucity Rollers' gut-wrenchingly deprived council flat studio.
    09 December 2009
  • 30
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    Ended up with 15 points on Artwiculate yesterday after at least six RTs. Somethin ain't smellin too viridescent, baby.
    06 December 2009
  • 15
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    Jez the gnome sat Alice down and looked at her awkwardly. "As your boyfriend," he began, "I'd like us to be more, you know... colloquial."
    05 December 2009
  • 25
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    Jonny Crepuscular the pancake spent nights trawling citrus fruit dating sites on the internet in search of under-ripe lemons.
    04 December 2009
  • 40
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    Sam the speech therapist laughed: "You must im-mirth yourself in practice!" Alex replied: "That meant to be funny Tham?"
    01 December 2009
  • 15
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    He subconsciously rubbed his Made In Vietnam label. The staccato tintinnabulation of the stuffed cymbal-monkey made Heff shiver.
    27 November 2009
  • 30
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    "You're not holey," cried the pitchfork mob. "Gouda will punish you!" The stigma of dating a fellow Swiss cheese was the end of Gary.
    17 November 2009
  • 15
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    The cheese slice imbrication inside Linnea's sandwich was ridiculous, even by her usual standards. Noel slapped it out of her hand.
    14 November 2009
  • 25
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    Reeking of petrol, obese Lisa stood under blazing stars. A moment to ogle her childhood Wimpy as it burned to nothing. Then she legged it.
    13 November 2009
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    Every year, for the forty days before Easter, Big Oliver ate every damn thing on the doughnut factory line. He called it EscuLent.
    11 November 2009
  • 40
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    Gerard the grape freaked out one day, hitting a banana. His attorney told the judge of "fruitbowl propinquity." He added: "Let this mango."
    10 November 2009
  • 40
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    The worst thing about living in London's posh Primrose Hill was the graffiti. "AILUROPHILE OUT," blared Helen's garden wall.
    09 November 2009
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    As a mercenary for fashion, wanted by the govt, sewing up seams he didn't rip, Mr T wondered how he became part of... The Fray Team.
    08 November 2009
  • 30
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    Oscar the Grouch's perfunctory dustbin existence was hilarious. But not to him. Miriam the Grouch had taken him to the cleaners.
    07 November 2009
  • 20
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    Laughing at the Peeble Frrars, his made-up pals, had become perfunctory for Norm. They high-fived him as sirens roared up outside.
    07 November 2009

Awards

Winner 06 November 2009 Litany
95
Points
Top 20 11 October 2009 Bravado
40
Points
Top 20 29 September 2009 Hubris
50
Points
Top 20 27 September 2009 Tautology
44
Points
Top 20 24 September 2009 Sempiternal
84
Points

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