OK, its Friday and I thought I would get a forum game going.. the idea behind this thread is each time you post you add to the story .. but you only post 3 words. The next poster then adds another 3 words and the story continues! I have seen this kind of thread go for hundreds of pages ... it can create a very interesting and amusing read, especially from a board like this one .. I am sure there is all sorts of creative ideas floating around here.
Let the posting begin.
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Not long ago...
Not long ago...
there was a
Where's Mr. Wondering?
Wait - that's not part of the story - he's just good at this stuff.
(Too bad MB, it's a part of the story now
)
Of course he
(Too bad MB, it's a part of the story now
)
Of course he
This is going to be an interesting story...
Okay - I've interrupted the narrative. Sorry!
Back to the story...
"decided that the..."
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the "
time wasn't right
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right"
to write poetry.
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right"
to write poetry.
So he decided
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right"
to write poetry.
So he decided
to never again
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right"
to write poetry.
So he decided
to never again
write any poetry.
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right"
to write poetry.
So he decided
to never again
write any poetry.
Instead he went
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right"
to write poetry.
So he decided
to never again
write any poetry.
Instead he went
to see a
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ...
Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist..."
aka Dr. Hardnose
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked
of crystallized nose-hair?
of crystallized nose-hair?
"Nose hair" isn't hyphenated, CWMI! Take that back!
My post is not part of the story, BTW everyone, just in case you thought it was meant to be.
of crystallized nose-hair?
sugar?
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four
Including Prisca's ...
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with,
the killer roamed
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with,
the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost.
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost.
Or is he?
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost.
Or is he?
When, suddenly the
"Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost.
Or is he?
When, suddenly the clock struck midnight! Shots rang out! A door slammed! The maid screamed!
Earlier that evening
suspected international vampire,
Count Vladimir Bitemoften,
and Wondering's brother...
and Wondering's brother...
... Spanky the clown
mysterious bloody shoelaces
"mysterious bloody shoelaces"
discovered quite unexpectedly
in Wondering's possession.
(wow .. 8 pages already!)
over there, behind
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got
the maid's number
(hey, nobody's married, here
)
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number
and called her
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number
and called her thinking it might
lead to some
further the investigation.
"thinking it might lead to some further the investigation"?
This story was making so much sense before that happened...
"thinking it might lead to some further the investigation"?
This story was making so much sense before that happened...
Oh, CWMI and I cross-posted, and her words sound like they're going to be a lot more fun than mine! Strike 'further the investigation'!
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number
and called her thinking it might
lead to some
interesting discoveries about
Who else wouldOops
rantings of a individual he suspected.
One who said BA HUM BUG!
Never contact me again!
Oops, that's too many words. Scratch that one!
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight! shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said BA HUM BAH!
Scratch that one.
Sigh, if only.
I already said 'but' - do you need another word?
TJ/Phooey! Picky, picky./TJ
but not surprising
not surpising ta'll
(I don't know if that's the right word.)
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight! shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said BA HUM BAH!
Scratch that one.
Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the
reptilian egg hatchery
reptiles were dying
'Twas frightening, but
not surpising ta'll
One egg survived
And it said
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one.
Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was
just naval gazing
(wow .. this is probably the most entertaining 3 word story i have ever read! SOme very creative ideas floating around. Its funny to see people try and steer the story one way only to have it curbed into another direction!)
while looking through
..the Lone Ranger!
(think I showed my age...doubt if anyone today knows who he is....*s*)
Then he shouted
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..the Lone Ranger!
(think I showed my age...doubt if anyone today knows who he is....*s*)
I do .. I do!! ... used to watch that show on TV.
HI Ho SILVER! AWAY!!!!! lol .. does that make me old?
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Then he shouted
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..the Lone Ranger!
(think I showed my age...doubt if anyone today knows who he is....*s*)
I do .. I do!! ... used to watch that show on TV.
HI Ho SILVER! AWAY!!!!! lol .. does that make me old?
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My kids watch that show now!
"Whistle up and save my dear granny".
belching up pickled .....
sugar-crusted nose hair.
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one.
Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began
a series of
*gasp* lol .... totally unexpected response coming from you pepper.
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while he watched
edit to change words
strawberry fields forever.
strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies,
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one.
Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began
a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, The Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
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I'm working on the illustrations for this story...how's this one of the Lone Ranger?
Pep started it!
(haha we can make a novel out of this .. maybe it will be as popular at twilight!)
Then, out came
He then reached
Edit to change wording.
"into his sporran"
to get his
(wow, had to look up the definition of that word)
tacky and flashy
(sporran, wooohooooo SCOTTISH STUFF.)
sparkle and dazzle
(I purposely only read the last 2 posts hehehehe)
"owl sitting on"
her bald head
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley
TJ/ finally we have a tie-in to this crazy story!! Marley!!/TJ
PM, I agree - lots of curious subplots...
"I remember Marley"
before he became
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley before he became entangled in a reindeer-rustling scheme involving two cyborgs and the Enterprise!�
Somewhere, from behind, a dog barked! Ominously, the crone
t/j
I just got done doing the same thing, NG! ROFL! In case anyone is interested, we've put together about 575 words in groups of 3 at a time, excluding a couple of t/j's and markos' distress over the disclosure that his boyhood hero was a fan of smoking organic materials.
Carry on! I'm looking for a publisher as we speak...
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley before he became entangled in a reindeer-rustling scheme involving two cyborgs and the Enterprise!�
Somewhere, from behind, a dog barked! Ominously, the crone began to whine,
picked her scab
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley before he became entangled in a reindeer-rustling scheme involving two cyborgs and the Enterprise!�
Somewhere, from behind, a dog barked! Ominously, the crone began to whine, picked her scab, and pulled down the attic ladder while humming the British National anthem. From the attic came a rustling sound like bees in the belfry, to the tune, presumed long forgotten,
"the margarita pool"
reflecting bright moonlight
"It's a TROLL!"
but Kirk wans't
said goodnite to merly 0as I need to do now)
{{Tom, might we conclude you started your New Year's celebration a bit early?}}
{{Tom, might we conclude you started your New Year's celebration a bit early?}}
(I know I concluded as much.)
still slightly woozy
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley before he became entangled in a reindeer-rustling scheme involving two cyborgs and the Enterprise!�
Somewhere, from behind, a dog barked! Ominously, the crone began to whine, picked her scab, and pulled down the attic ladder while humming the British National anthem. From the attic came a rustling sound like bees in the belfry, to the tune, presumed long forgotten, by all but Mr.Wondering and his troupe of travelling minstrels, who sang "Boobs A lot". They danced on thin ice covering the margarita pool reflecting bright moonlight and shooting stars. Marley hid himself in the chorus-line of dancing frogs and singing pigs wearing pink sequined thongs and pasties. Marley fit in his skimpy costume, the pink ruffly�
�well captian kirk,� he said abandondly. "It's a TROLL!" But Kirk wans't He ph9ned Enterprise on his cellophone, said goodnite to merly 0as I need to do now)
Meanwhile, Marley left, still slightly woozy from fighting trolls, and tried to play hockey on orange vodka jello with fava beans. Scoring on Reynolds
(lmao ... even got the moderators in on it! hahA!)
he then skipped
(come on guys, it's been almost 2 WEEKS)
of liquid squishy
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley before he became entangled in a reindeer-rustling scheme involving two cyborgs and the Enterprise!�
Somewhere, from behind, a dog barked! Ominously, the crone began to whine, picked her scab, and pulled down the attic ladder while humming the British National anthem. From the attic came a rustling sound like bees in the belfry, to the tune, presumed long forgotten, by all but Mr.Wondering and his troupe of travelling minstrels, who sang "Boobs A lot". They danced on thin ice covering the margarita pool reflecting bright moonlight and shooting stars. Marley hid himself in the chorus-line of dancing frogs and singing pigs wearing pink sequined thongs and pasties. Marley fit in his skimpy costume, the pink ruffly�
�well captian kirk,� he said abandondly. "It's a TROLL!" But Kirk wans't He phoned Enterprise on his cellophone, said goodnite to merly 0as I need to do now)
Meanwhile, Marley left, still slightly woozy from fighting trolls, and tried to play hockey on orange vodka jello with fava beans. Scoring on Reynolds he then skipped over the giant Web of lies that was wrapped around it all. The web reached a boiling point of liquid squishy soupy little things.
reptilian egg hatcheries.
Not long ago there was a huge incident where life changed forever. And though this ... Where's Mr Wondering? Of course he decided that the time wasn't right to write poetry. So he decided to never again write any poetry.
Instead he went to see a one eyed proctologist (aka Dr. Hardnose, a Goldfinger wannabe who had a nervous eye twitch and long fingers), Dr. Anal Fissure!
"Go ahead, laugh," sputtered the detective as he looked into Mr. Wondering's large cavernous nostrils and shouted, "Eureka! THERE"S my gun!" But was it a gun or a fossilized nugget of crystallized sugar? "Oh, that's gross."
Marley was dead, skewered by four.
To begin with, the killer roamed -- Scrooge was next.
"Y'all are strange..." He whispered nefariously.
And who's Marley?
Scrooge's former partner.
Now a ghost. Or is he?
When suddenly the clock struck midnight!shots rang out, a door slammed, the maid screamed!
Earlier that evening, suspected international vampire, Count Vladimir Bitemoften, and Wondering's brother, Spanky the clown, stopped for tea, then started again talking about the mysterious bloody shoelaces, discovered quite unexpectedly in Wondering's possession, behind his ear tied in a rather unique knot. "Clever!" he thinks, as he hides his bloodied stump over there behind his electric tricycle.
The detective got the maid's number and called her thinking it might lead to some interesting discoveries about the dreaded pupsockett or was that�
Yes it was. Has to be. It certainly looked similar to the one who said "BA HUM BAH!"
Scratch that one. Sigh, if only.
Meanwhile, at the reptilian egg hatchery, reptiles were dying 'Twas frightening, but not surprising ta'll.
One egg survived and it said, "I need shrubbery to hide from the abominable snowman and his gang of clever snowflakes, which were green, the truth seekers??? Yes, truth seekers.
This green gang wore their colors and followed their instincts to find something not surprising but very interesting. Everyone around was just naval gazing while looking through their sad estates. Then, suddenly out of nowhere came the Lone Ranger! with flags flying! Then he shouted "Whistle up my men and save my dear granny". That's when he stopped short of belching up pickled sugar-crusted nose hair, which then began a series of coughs and gags.
After the coughing, the Ranger lit the biggest doobie and sat back while he watched strawberry fields forever.
Famished from munchies, he began to look for pizza.
The truth seekers circled their wagons around granny then she whipped out a stockinged leg and stilleto clogs, and said, "Hey! Where is Waldo?" He's right there, but he ran to Santa's workshop to get a pair of skates that were made of peppermint candy, and sang "Melodylane"...
Then, out came Tonto, complete with a rhinestone tiara and buckled shoes. He then reached into his sporran to get his Pea shooter pistol and aim it yonder by the tacky and flashy woman in black. But what did the woman have that was special? A letter that she had the sparkle and dazzle of a rhino and a hippo but not a giraffe on a pogo stick doing the hokey pokey with reckless abandon.
Meanwhile, in Lapland, there was a snotty old bag full of snot. "That'sssss not funny" she grumbled nastily. with her horned owl sitting on her bald head. "I remember Marley before he became entangled in a reindeer-rustling scheme involving two cyborgs and the Enterprise!�
Somewhere, from behind, a dog barked! Ominously, the crone began to whine, picked her scab, and pulled down the attic ladder while humming the British National anthem. From the attic came a rustling sound like bees in the belfry, to the tune, presumed long forgotten, by all but Mr.Wondering and his troupe of travelling minstrels, who sang "Boobs A lot". They danced on thin ice covering the margarita pool reflecting bright moonlight and shooting stars. Marley hid himself in the chorus-line of dancing frogs and singing pigs wearing pink sequined thongs and pasties. Marley fit in his skimpy costume, the pink ruffly�
�well captian kirk,� he said abandondly. "It's a TROLL!" But Kirk wans't He phoned Enterprise on his cellophone, said goodnite to merly 0as I need to do now)
Meanwhile, Marley left, still slightly woozy from fighting trolls, and tried to play hockey on orange vodka jello with fava beans. Scoring on Reynolds he then skipped over the giant Web of lies that was wrapped around it all. The web reached a boiling point of liquid squishy soupy little things. He really hated reptilian egg hatcheries. The skuas feasted!
Then out came the most tangled excuse for a purple people eater never seen before. Then a rumble rang out across the night. Was it Scrooge, searching for his favorite liquor flavored candy? Or was it some kind of antler-wearing sky-diving thrill seeker with massive fuchsia green polka dot tennis shoes on one thousand tiny, manicured left feet?
Great sharing...
Thanks for sharing...