Acrochallenge!
Greetings, acroites, acroees, and acrophiles. And welcome to another round of acromania.
It's Autumn. The leaves are turning, the wind is blowing them off the trees - and it's a hundred damn degrees. The world's gone nuts. And that's where our acrotopic comes from. "So - Just What Is Up With This Weather?"
All the other rules are the same. Everyone gets three entries to come up with the best acronym they can that not only matches the topic above, but also the letters below, which are randomly drawn from the acrobasket. The acrobasket is even a darker color of wicker than normal - he's burned to a crisp! Then tomorrow night at 10pm est I shall be reading the entries and naming the winners and non-winners, the good the bad, the also-rans, and possibly the did-not-even-enters.
This week's topic? "So - Just What Is Up With This Weather?" And the letters:
H T F T M S
So, there you have it. You can fan yourself first, but please, acro.
Betland's Olympic Update:
* I keep losing the acrobasket! I swear he's moving around. He's playing tricks on me. He just saw "Gaslight."
Labels: Acrochallenge
2 Comments:
This in from DeepFatFriar, via messenger:
Heated tropical flatulence turns mountains steamy.
How these fetid thermal masses suffocate!
Hot today; frost tomorrow. Meteorologists suck.
Hotter than fuck, this mugginess sucks. (sorry for the profanity, but that's probably the most truthful acro ever)
Hot? They're flashes. That's menopause, sweetie.
Hoping to feel the temperature marginally subside.
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