"Oh man, I don't know what was in that eggnog,
- "Oh man, I don't know what was in that eggnog, but BOY DO I FEEL FINE! HEY YOU! WANNA PIECE OF THIS? YEAH!! WAZZAAAAA, HAHAHA WHOOOOO!" I didn't see the cop approaching
- because I was kinda busy puking in the bushes along the roadside.The cop came up behind me and sniffed. "I'm issuing you a citation for failure to share your eggnog with an officer
- unless you pay me a bribe." I looked confused at the officer and then went to get him a sippy cup. I would not condone corruption. The officer happily drank the "eggnog" and offer
- ed only a smile that said, "Uh, I don't know what to say here." The think I hate more than corruption is awkward silence, and that's what just plopped right down. The officer
- Awkward Silence frowned and muttered under his breath, "Corruption is a bigger bastard than I." The officer held up his cuffs and fired a warning glance in his direction. "
- Are you going to help me finish this folding story four years after we started it or not?" Awkward Silence said, of course, and proceeded to help me fold this line.
- How about a little hint about what has happened up to now? Story means events follow from one another, and Pass is when you transmit something to the next person. Oops I ran out of
- the door still murmuring something about story rules while the armadillos were too busy devouring the persimmons to notice. Beverly was able to capture them easily and make them
- watch the pot of Hobo beans. Berverly herself went out to collect the sour cream which was always around on a farm that harbored a witch. The armadillos were confounded by the bean
- concoction. What was the point of having a witch around if she couldn't make something edible out of Beverly's cooking? They decided to move on, scout for a peyote on rye.
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- 2012-12-12 17:39:54
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- 2017-01-19 04:54:58
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