Fancy word game

[Colonel Hawthorne]

Pray, what is your assessment of the cordage of timber projected by a rodent of the genus Sciuridae, should said rodent be in a position to jettison timber in such a way?

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The rest is silence.

[Will Howard]

Quietude follows.

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No survivors were buried here.

[walking stick]

None of the living were committed to the embrace of mother earth on this site.

Drop dead gorgeous.

[Will Howard]

Fatally beautiful.

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An extremely satisfying combination of vegetables, herbs, shredded meat, & a dressing.

(Hint- the answer can be but one word.)

[Colonel Hawthorne]

Lasagne! 

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My hovercraft is full of eels.

[Maets]

The air levitation vehicle in my garage contains and inordinate number of morays.

Steampunk is dead.

[Colonel Hawthorne]

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of steampunk.

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Come, let me touch thee ... I have thee not and yet I see thee still!

[Will Howard]

Lasagne! 

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Actually, Colonel, the intended answer was "salad"...

[Colonel Hawthorne]

I believe this topic has stalled.

[walking stick]

I take it on faith that the current discussion is at a standstill.

Crank it up and let's go.

[Mercury Wells]

After inserting the starting handle into a receptive recess, you have to begin to revolve the starting handle in a jerking  motion. You might have to do this more than few times until the engine is "switched on". (Hopefully you have remembered to place the vehicle into neutral &/or put the brakes on). Removing the aforementioned tool and replacing it in the place you previously removed it from. Then entering the horseless carriage you then have to slowly remove the pressure of the stopping pedal and/or pushing the lever from a neutral stance into a forward motion position. All you have too do now is pick a destination you wish to arrive at in a safe & comfortable state.

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Alter the auditory adjuster to a number between the digits of 10 and 12.

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Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.

[Colonel Hawthorne]

Orienting oneself in a non-sinister direction, proceed heavenwards past two stellar bodies.  Subsequently, continue in the same direction until your chronometer indicates the hour is between midnight and midday.

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My name is Inigo Montoya.  You killed my father.  Prepare to die.

[Will Howard]

I, Inigo Montoya, shall kill you for fratricide.  Ready?

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Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow.

[Colonel Hawthorne]

The young domesticated specimen of Ovis aries under the care of Mary was possessed of a hairy covering of a paleness resembling the crystalline flakes of water precipitated from a wintry sky.

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My old man's a dustman.

[Burgess Shale]

The paterfamilias of the distinct pedigree of which yours truly is consanguinate is currently engaged in the business of domestic detritus extraction.

Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat.

[Will Howard]

From my chapeau a hare (not a hair) shall I pull.

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Have we any readers who take this exercise seriously?

[Colonel Hawthorne]

Could it be, mayhap, that there are those amongst the fraternity of splendid Brass Goggle participants who appreciate the gravitas of the current enterprise?

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If I had time, I wouldn't need a clock.

[Caledonian]

If I processed time itself, there would be no need for me to carry a time keeper of any sorts.

My name is Dalzell, I am a Scottish blackface sheep in a kilt.

[Will Howard]

To "Dalzell" do I answer.  A Caledonian dark-visaged ovis aries be I, & I wear a pleated, wraparound plaid skirt.

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Call it a pen name, stage name, or alias, I do admit to answering to more than one name.

[Colonel Hawthorne]

My pseudonyms are multiplicitous.

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Is this the real life?  Is this just fantasy?

[walking stick]

The question of our existence is whether we reside in the factual or phantasmagorical continuum.
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Caught in a landslide.

[Will Howard]

I have been assaulted by rocks, dirt, & other matter descending uncontrollably from yon hillside.

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There must be a better way to do this!

[walking stick]

Obviously there exists a more suitable method of continuing this pursuit.

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I'm from the government and I'm here to help.

[Will Howard]

The people that you elected have sent me to assist you.

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He's a lumberjack & he's okay.

[Colonel Hawthorne]

This gentleman is employed in the wood processing industry.  He's a fine chap.

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I cut down trees, I eat my lunch.