Conan The Barbarian: The Ten Word Game

[Heathansson]

illiterate. Therefore, since it's inconceivable, it must be irregardless of

[Kirth Gersen]

the suchness of such. For all speech be but a

[Charles Evans 25]

..." and having lulled them with his crazy babbling, Conan tossed

[Kirth Gersen]

a hand grenade into the hold of the nearest ship

[Vattnisse]

; its cargo of black lotus exploded and spewed forth noxious

[Kirth Gersen]

smoke that made Sonja feel excited and tingly all over

[Kruelaid]

then she fell asleep cuz that's what black lotus does.

[Kirth Gersen]

She awakened buried in snow. "I must be in Canada!"

[Charles Evans 25]

"Actually, " said Conan, "there was this ice fortress I demolished...."

[Kirth Gersen]

"... in Iceland. I stabbed a martini-drinker through his invisible car,

[Vattnisse]

um, I mean chariot, before snapping his neck like a

[Kruelaid]

shish-kebob stick. Conan drank deeply of the

[Aberzombie]

sweet nectar of the gods, otherwise known as a bottle

[Kirth Gersen]

of bull's blood, and uncouthly wiped his mouth on the

[Vattnisse]

unfortunate pencilneck's toupee. "Thus fare weaklings when they try to

[Sir_Wulf]

imitate Arnold while I'm around," commented the Cimmerian

[Kirth Gersen]

"Governator indeed! Is he the King of Aquilonia? I am

[Heathansson]

stronger than him! He thinks that he's cool because he

[Charles Evans 25]

wears dark goggles and speaks with an outlandish accent. Sonja

[Vattnisse]

, am I not right? This character is little more than

[Aberzombie]

a puppet dancing on the strings held by some mad

[Kruelaid]

Set worshiping weakling sorcerer some from Scythia. "Lo,

[Kirth Gersen]

Conan," replied Sonja. "Meseems thou hast more muscle than brain.

[Kruelaid]

"You brazen sl*t!" Conan replied, slapping her ass.

Spoiler:

Again, I apologize, but Conan really says stuff like that, and he liked to spank the girls, too. SMACK, SMACK.

[Kirth Gersen]

"Thou starts a thing thou cannot finish!" she cried, grinning.

[Charles Evans 25]

<Assume a censored scene with casualties of thousands occured next.>

[Vattnisse]

"By Crom, look at that", Conan said, picking up a

[Kirth Gersen]

rubber object best left undescribed, some time later. "We didn't

[Kruelaid]

slay the rubber golem, we have just cut off his

[Kirth Gersen]

mightiest appendage: one which, should it fall into Thoth-Amon's hands,

[Tensor]

and if dexterously manipulated, would unleash a mighty wave of

[Kirth Gersen]

candiru, the foul, dread parasite-fish that swarm the Kushite

[Vattnisse]

mangrove swamps, where they feed upon the flesh of the

[Kirth Gersen]

urethras of men." Sonja shuddered, recoiling from the object. But

[Vattnisse]

, recognising that it must be kept away from the sorcerer-king,

[Heathansson]

lest he use it on the innocent, causing them to

[Kruelaid]

strangle each other with whale urethrae. What a

[Kirth Gersen]

time for this to come up, thought Conan, who would

[Kruelaid]

not have touched a whale penis had it not been

[David Wickham]

for that one night on the beach with that one

[Kirth Gersen]

, although his disgust extended not to orcas, as he proved

[Kruelaid]

while... GAAAAAK! "Conan has slain many bards" Conan snarled.

[Kirth Gersen]

So go down to red ruin all who prattle gossip!

[Vattnisse]

Now, let us hide this thing in a place Toth-Amon

[Kirth Gersen]

knows lies in Stygian darkness, where no Shemite sun shines...

[Heathansson]

a place even that wicked wizard fears to tread, for

[Aberzombie]

it is a place most unholy, with terrible storms and

[Digitalelf]

not a single scantily clad big breasted woman in sight

[Kirth Gersen]

. "Where lies this place?" asked Sonja.
Conan grimaced. "Up my