Saturday, July 4, 2009

Name That Whirl Post


T
his is your big chance to do some good in the world — and though you may wish to crochet a special costume to wear, either while doing the good or simply during the preparatory reflection phase, such gay theatricals are not necessary and may actually result in you being locked in a cave with an ogre.

Or something like that.

I’m off on my merry hols in a couple of weeks (on which, more later), but thanks to the spate of phenomenally hot weather recently, I’ve been less inclined (no pun intended) to flop my backside in my writing chair and do that quartered octopus thing with my arms that results in onscreen text via the keyboard interface in a terribly inspired way. Without help, I’m destined to write the literary equivalent of prunes and custard before I go away — a fate which fills me with all the horror you’d expect for a man whose past...no...no...I won’t go there. Prunes. Aaaaack.

So — let me have your would-be Whirl post titles and I’ll honour the one I consider the best/most fun/rudest/easiest/whatever.

Leave your post titles in the comments trail and I’ll choose from what I find sometime round noon GMT Thursday with a view to posting over the weekend. Multiple entries are positively encouraged.

18 comments:

writtenwyrdd said...

"Flatulence, it's a gas, man," is the only post title that I can think of worthy of your talents, Whirl.

By the by, getting close to done on the read through.

fairyhedgehog said...

When Whirl Whirled and Girlie Twhirled

Vorpal Blades at Dawn

The Correct Use of Custard

Why my Donkey is not an Ass

The Secret Diaries

Aerin said...

"In Which Geoff Declares Independence"

"On the Merits of Garden Slugs, Hornets, and other Delicious Pests"

"Breaking News: the Cactus and the Monkey Elope"

"Featured: Girly of Whirly and Why I Love Her So"

"My TRAVEL PLANS FOR BEA IN 2010 AT WHICH I WILL SNUGGLE WITH ALL OF MY FELLOW MINIONS - except for ril."

Kiersten said...

A Preponderance of Pickled Puffins

Splat, Splosh, Squiiiiiiiick, and other Squidworthy Onomatopoeia

In which my legs disentangle themselves from me and set out for adventures previously unheard of (also, the perks of wheelchairs)

Geoff said...

Looks like things are hotting up already...

Sock Monkey said...

I'd say luking warm — and that's a pun, btw...

Geoff said...

Wow! A talking ball of wool...

Sock Monkey said...

Waugh! Leave me alone!

Geoff said...

Hssss! Hsssssss!

Maurice (Bathed In Holy Light) said...

Now, now. Leave it out, you guys...

Aerin said...

"Rugs: Not Just for Heads Anymore"

McKoala said...

I Am Happy Today

Guest Blogger: Girly of Whirly - a Question and Answer Session

When Maurice Met Geoff and Sock Monkey (a Whirlio Video Production)

Robin S. said...

Oooooh, I wanna think of somethin', but I drove back in town only a little over an hour ago, and my brain is kinda useless.

Back tomorrow....

Whirlochre said...

This last one of Robin's is especially good...

Robin S. said...

Lure-a-lee, Lure-a-lay, Lure-a-white-lie, the Whirl version of To Tell The Truth, With Style.

Yer Momma Wears Cowboy Boots, But Yer Daddy Ain't No Cowboy...or...how a Brit fared in Flagstaff the one day it rained.

sylvia said...

I can't think of anything clever. :(

Scott from Oregon said...

"Carcinogenic Doll Urine"

Whirlochre said...

Nice to see you, Scott.

That, I think, brings things to a close.

A winner has been chosen, and an honorary batman appointed.

Both will post some time over the weekend...