Category Archives: 2007 – WwW VII

The Best of WwW VII

Also posted under “Rules (Know ‘Em So You Can Break ‘Em)” for obvious reasons… Click here for a message from Captain Ludqueeg.

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OK, focus group. What’s going to be the official 2007 Quote Whore blurb? 1. Shuck stoppin’ fun! (Steve) 2. I’d gladly give my right index finger for a boat drink! (Beth) 3. Please silence your plastic wine glasses during the … Continue reading

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Top Ten 2007

Our Weekender studio audience was asked: Submit your Top Ten entries (quotes, events, memories, non-indictable offenses, etc.) Balloting is now open. Choose your favorites for the official ranking … 1. Millie stalking the rabbits. — Please note: No rabbits were … Continue reading

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Poems 2007

Untitled Henry Five, a July night – Although cool, a real delight! Friendly folk, relaxed and loose Thanks to Steve, I’m here ‘toose’ – Oh, oh, oh, before I go Pontoon well, or next year no mo! – Richard, I, … Continue reading

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The Match Game 1575

Part 1: Part 2: Part 3: Part 4: Part 5: Part 6: Part 7: Part 8:

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Misc Videos 2007

Milking the Cow: Blending the Drinks – part 1: WARNING: PG-13, Violence, Language, Strong Graphic Content Blending the Drinks – part 2:

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Poetry Slam Videos 2007

Part I: Part II: Part III: Part IV:

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New W Chicken Salad Recipe

Sammy’s new Chicken Salad for Saturday Sammy, please email me here with the new recipe. Thank-you. JWK

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Top Ten 2007

Please email to John or myself to include here and then I’ll open it to comments.

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Faster, Pussycat! Blend! Blend!

BLEND I drank the best chopped-ice confections of my generation, whirring blades rending pistachio hearts to silken nectar, dragging myself through the Baymont hallways looking for a whipped-cream fix, sweat-headed hipsters yearning for the heavenly connection to the mic box, … Continue reading

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