Match Game: "Execrable Ed so despised Easter, even his Mum __ trolley __ traumatized __ tuppence."

[Rabrrrrrr]

Yes, a little more difficult this week, but we all know, there's only one really good answer.

:P

Have fun! Lots of words, please.

[Dr. Strange]

1. Okay...

Execrable Ed so despised Easter, even his Mum
in a huff of desperation forced him to go down to the local community college and enroll in a class that would teach him how to become a
trolley
driver; although the first couple of weeks went well, after considering the actions of his mother, Ed realized that his course had nothing significant to do with Easter--the realization of which
traumatized
him so greatly that he threw his books away, boarded the local trolley, threw the driver out, drove the trolley to the college and crashed it into the administration building, upsetting most passengers (except for one who was a student at the college and now had an excuse to get out of that day's exam, for which he rewarded Ed a
tuppence.
)

[Rabrrrrrr]

2. Well played, ol' chap. Well played!

:applause:

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

3. All righty, then.

Execrable Ed so despised Easter, even his Mum, who had indulged Ed all his life (and by this Easter Ed was almost 46) to the point where she was still hand-weaving his underwear out of thread she spun from the fur she combed from her specially-bred chinchillas, as she had done since Ed quit wearing the cashmere diapers she had lovingly knit for him as soon as she discovered she was pregnant by Ed's father, the handsome but profligate and criminally insane Fourth Earl of Umberysthwickenham -- even she was so appalled she developed hives and a slight tic when she discovered Ed was poisoning the neighbour childrens' chocolate eggs with ricin and putting things like fer-de-lance snakes and white phosphorus and amanitas in their Easter baskets, which of course resulted in several unfortunate and discomfiting incidents in the neighbourhood; but the last straw was when she found Ed at Easter Mass costumed as Bishop Polycarp of Smyrna -- with only his necklace of stale Peeps adding a jarring and anachronistic note to the ensemble -- and it this point she finally realized Ed had slipped his trolley and succumbed utterly to paschalphobia when he ducked behind the reredos, hysterically shrieking that he had been buggered by the Easter Bunny; later he would claim that as a result of having been hideously traumatized by this mythical lagomorph he now had an Australian accent, which persisted for years afterwards during his stay at the institution, where he spent most of his time in the crafts room, dyeing eggs and accosting visitors with a pathetic "G'day, mate; c'n y' spare an old sod a tuppence?"

[Arugula Latte]

5. Bravo, I say! Bravo to you!

[Rabrrrrrr]

6. Fantastic!!

:applause:

You get extra points for mentioning Bishop Polycarp of Smyrna, a name that always makes me laugh; coining the new word "paschalphobia"; and bringing up wombat rape that causes an Australian accent. Very topical of you on that last one!


But mostly, it's just fuckin' funny!

:rofl:

[Arugula Latte]

4. hang on ... let me re-post in the correct place