Welcome to Wordplay Thursday!
Here’s a writing prompt for you. It’s a simple fill-in-the-blank. You can use one word or several. Feel free to get as crazy, genre-appropriate, or as imaginative as you want. The point is to get the creative juices flowing. And it’s a good thing to dig deeper, so don’t stop at the first idea that hits you. Try coming up with at least five things.
“That kiss was sweeter than _____.”
I’ll give you an example to get you started:
“That kiss was sweeter than a game-winning Hail Mary touchdown pass.”
I’d love to hear what you come up with, so please share in the comments. Oh, and please keep your posts below an R-rating. It’s a family show, after all!
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Thanks to Ken Matthiesen, debbraycal, Taylor Sappe, Janet Goodman, martinvipond, Barney Coulter, Debbie Convoy, Willa Thompson and everyone else for your great additions to Wordplay Thursday #70 (read it here)! Great job!
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God Bless,
Brent
That kiss was sweeter than your sister’s
That kiss was sweeter than a kick in the groin from an angry bull
That kiss was sweeter than blackstrap molasses mixed with sump oil
That kiss was sweeter than the morning dew in summer time
That kiss was sweeter than a home run at Wrigley field
That kiss was sweeter than honey and slow as molasses.
That kiss was sweeter than a deep-fried Twinkie at the county fair.
That kiss was sweeter than a homemade pecan pie.
That kiss was sweeter than the sound of a thousand angel choir.
That kiss was sweeter than sugar coated strings on a steel guitar.
“That kiss was sweeter than _____.”
Honeysuckle dew under the Ga summer Sun
A newborn smile
I’ve ever tasted. It was the sweetest lie.
The first time, the first time we said goodnight.
Creek Brown
Atlanta Ga
that kiss was sweeter than a whiseper in the rain
that kiss was sweeter than yesterday with you
That kiss was sweeter than:
The tea at a southern picnic.
Honey on a bisquit.
The one last night.
All the sugar in Tennessee.
Georgia Brown in a candy shop.
A dance with Walter Payton.
That kiss was sweeter than sugar, honey, molasses, agave nectar, and high fructose corn syrup mixed together.
that kiss was sweeter than a hole in one
That kiss was sweeter than a full house in a poker game (woops is that what you use to win a poker game?)
That kiss was sweeter than aspartame.
That kiss was sweeter than a rainstorm in Southern California.
That kiss was sweeter than a torrential downpour in water rationed Southern California.
That taste was sweeter than: The taste of honey-suckle in the summertime
Carol Katterjohn
That kiss was sweeter than front row, center stage seats.
That kiss was sweeter than a dollar ninety-nine a gallon gasoline.
That kiss was sweeter than Death By Chocolate for dessert.
That kiss was sweeter than going to the front of the line.
That kiss was sweeter than no downtown rush hour traffic.
That kiss was sweeter than a baby’s smile on a Sunday morning…
That kiss was sweeter than a Cling peach, than the taste of water from a garden hose on a hot summer day, than a love song, than a dad walking his daughter down the aisle
That kiss was sweeter than bluestem dew.
That kiss was sweeter than ice tea on a West Tennessee day…
Welcome to the party, Brek!
That kiss was sweeter than a Sweet Iced Tea on a hot summer day in July.
Welcome to the Wordplay, Nick! Thanks for joining in!
That kiss was sweeter than, sugar pie in the summertime
That kiss was sweeter than, any I’ve ever had
Hi, Barbie!
Hi, Brent! Merry Christmas!!
Merry Christmas, Barbie!
That kiss was sweeter than homemade apple pie moonshine!
That kiss was sweeter than my favorite country love song lyrics.
That kiss was sweeter than a jar of bread & butter pickles.
That kiss was sweeter than Forrest Gump’s box of chocolates.
That kiss was sweeter than Joe Nichol’s singing Crickets on a hot, summer night. We all know that can’t be true 😉
Flattery will get you everywhere, Cathy.
LATE, but:
YOUR LOVE IS [or LOVE’S] SWEETER
Thank a swig of
Mama-Served,
Fresh-brewed
Ice- cold potion
We Down South folks
Call ‘ICED TEA”