Roman Massage…
Here are a few fun anagrams:
- Dormitory = Dirty Room
- Evangelist = Evil’s Agent
- President Clinton = Lend Pics to Intern
- Desperation = A Rope Ends It
- Mother-in-Law = Woman Hitler
- Huge Breasts = Tee Hugs Bras
- Snooze Alarms = Alas! No More Z’s
- President Saddam Hussein = Human Disaster Dispensed
- Osama Bin Laden = A Ðámn Alien SOB
- Eleven Plus Two = Twelve Plus One
- Who is the Mole? = To Whom He Lies
- Santana Row = War on Satan
- [A name that rhymes with Bephanie Badams] = Ashamed Panties
- Sean Martin (my best friend) = A Mannerist
- Monica Frame (one of my best girlfriends) = From a Cinema
- Sterling Pierce (my son) = Girls’ Epicenter
- Sterling Pierce (again) = Recipe: Ten Girls
- Sterling Pierce (sheesh!) = Gets Princelier
- Richard’s Ramblings = Rich Girls Ðámn Bras
- World Trade Center = Terror Led Dawn, etc.
- Microsoft = Stoic Form
- United States = Taunted Sites
- Looking for Geocaches = Look! A Screeching Goof!
- The Lord of the Rings = Threshold to Finger
- The Amazing Race = Team Reaching AZ
These aren’t new… well, some aren’t new… OK, most are new… Oh, shut up!
Got free time on our hands, do we? And “Roman Massage”? Ma man gore ášš? Am a mean gross? Ms. Rosa Manage? Games as a norm? Richard LeCour = Real or rich cud. Lurid chore arc. Curd chore liar. (Ok, so you’re not the only one with time to kill.)
Roman Massage = Some Anagrams. And time to kill is all I seem to have lately… - RDL