Euphemism Generator
MonsieurEvil
Join Date: 2002-01-22 Member: 4Members, Retired Developer, NS1 Playtester, Contributor
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<div class="IPBDescription">"Inspecting the cactus"</div> You may have seen this sort of thing before, but whatever (yeah, I'm talk to YOU, Mr. jaded teen-angst internet youth).
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Some of my faves...
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Shut the door! I'm <b>understanding the bacon!</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Of course, back in my day we called it <b>chastising the platoon.</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
and the ever popular
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->This unique and colorful custom is referred to as <b>buttering the French czar..</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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Some of my faves...
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Shut the door! I'm <b>understanding the bacon!</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Of course, back in my day we called it <b>chastising the platoon.</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
and the ever popular
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->This unique and colorful custom is referred to as <b>buttering the French czar..</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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Comments
That dosen't exactly sound healthy. ^_^
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Instead, she spent the night alone,
<b>munching the pope's pink predator.</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->She seemed like a shy girl when they met, but a few drinks later, they were
<b>pleasing the melting purple banana.</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->This is not an appropriate place for
<b>double-parking the moist poetic sheriff.</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
meeting the bunny.
squirreling away the purple dermal chicken.
The film shocked audiences nationwide with its frank depiction of two men
massaging the tabby.
Needless to say, I promptly began
teasing the pink pork mushroom.
ish.
This unique and colorful custom is referred to as <b>baking the Polish goodness.</b>
She couldn't believe her luck as she discovered him <b>exercising the bishop.</b>
He was so drunk, he was literally <b>playing hide the chipmunk.</b>
Alone once again, she retired to the bedroom and began <b>pointing at the limp incandescent juice.</b>
Instead, she spent the night alone, <b>chastising the rubber four-legged puppy.</b>
Will you stop <b>torching the Polish buttery taco?!</b>
Every morning, he woke up <b> beating the object. </b>
He normally shut his eyes while <b> roasting the coconut-cream heat-seeking christmas tree. </b>
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They were hoping the neighbors couldn't see them unlocking the rubber groceries.
He was so drunk, he was literally playing spin the trouser burrito. (eww..)
As the kids say, she was absorbing the brass smurfy mutton.
This unique and colorful custom is referred to as meeting the pork yogurt.
In fifty years, would people of our age still call it angering the chocolate wave?
I couldn't believe my best friend was actually wielding the poetic pimentos.
I feel like cancelling the parking brake. (uh oh...)
Will you stop landing the chocolate Cossack?!
Oblivious to the crowd of observers that was forming, the couple resumed fogging up the perpetual moose.
She seemed like a shy girl when they met, but a few drinks later, they were wielding the sacred pocket guy.
And the all time classic: Needless to say, I promptly began digesting the red chocolate parking brake.
I set the file extension as .html so it works... but every time I run it it gives me "The last time I saw him, he was flensing the mushroom" as the euphemism. Bah.
You give me five hundred dollars, I give you the negatives, and no one has to know you were <b>petting the stick</b>
Halfway through the project, Frank looked like he had been <b>flogging the joyous Spanish raccoon</b>.
Shut the door! I'm <b>dropping the canyon</b>!
They were hoping the neighbours couldn't see them <b>widening the trout</b>.
playing with the soap.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
WTH?
lubing the darkness.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Ahem
I feel all dirty now.......
Instead, she spent the night alone, absorbing the wife's mushroom.
Will you stop lurking in the four-legged brass tunnel?!
Then, I had to sit next to some crazy guy on the bus who was apparently whipping the melting microphone.
Halfway through the project, Frank looked like he had been whipping the batmobile.
Hmm. I sense a little innuendo.
Hey! Who's been savoring the pretzel?!
And some more:
Shampooing the lizard
pushing the pope's lower predator
pounding the lucky parking brake
wrestling the pope's groovy canoe
spending the cheap trouser sausage
nibbling at the chimney
chasing the invisible coconut-cream god
buttering the best friend
polishing the royal ballroom
hot gluing the flesh paisley statue
absorbing the salty criminal
filing the sheets
trolling for the christmas tree
curdling the stiff carrot
releasing the cheap porcelain eggplant
burping the ham canyon
shucking the incandescent pimentos.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Eh, rock on?
In fifty years, would people of our age still call it <b>pinching the flambé?</b>
I feel like <b>boarding the smurfy meat.</b>
Needless to say, I promptly began <b>salting the chutney</b>
The film shocked audiences nationwide with its frank depiction of two men <b>shouting at the sly peach.</b>
It really is endless fun...
screaming donuts</b>.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
O_o
savoring the perpetual sacred walrus.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
That sounds like great fun indeed!
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->He was so drunk, he was literally
bagging the ol' Nantucket brass cowboy.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
That makes it sound like an adventure!
<b>basting the bald flounder</b>
OMG awesome...
using 'OMG'...
...
WOW.
What do you say we all head over to Monse's and have a slumber party. We'll paint nails and do hair and talk about the boys we like! Oh, and we'll eat Hagen Daz right out of the container! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG@!!!!!!!RORFLFL!
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And while we're there, we can 'unlock the pudding.' HAHA...
Seems like you've forgotten a verb Sirus. :-P
I'll fix it for you.
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Seems like you've <b>never done anything so contrary to your masculinity like</b> this before Jammer... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Fixed! No need to thank me.
EDIT
I'm just playing Monse. Anyway, back on topic!
'Attending to the Manatee'
...? Right.....
You give me five hundred dollars, I give you the negatives, and no one has to know you were <b>petting the stick</b>
Halfway through the project, Frank looked like he had been <b>flogging the joyous Spanish raccoon</b>.
Shut the door! I'm <b>dropping the canyon</b>!
They were hoping the neighbours couldn't see them <b>widening the trout</b>. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
That's the only funny one.
^^