A forum game: three word story
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was his latest
Re: A forum game: three word story
masterpiece.
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(oops, sorry)
masterpiece-in-progress.
masterpiece-in-progress.
Re: A forum game: three word story
Here's what's been written so far with mine in blue:
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Christ the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Christ the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout
Re: A forum game: three word story
Excellent, askmonkey, except correct that to CHRIS the taxidermist, not CHRIST. Thanks for the summary!
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LOL!!! oops. great typo.
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Rofl. Love the typo:
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter
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Re: A forum game: three word story
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva
Re: A forum game: three word story
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely
Re: A forum game: three word story
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted
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:Holly wrote:Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted "I want cheese!"
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Re: A forum game: three word story
a_r_williams wrote::Holly wrote:Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted "I want cheese!" Don't we all?
Re: A forum game: three word story
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted "I want cheese!" Don't we all?
But she didn't
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted "I want cheese!" Don't we all?
But she didn't
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Re: A forum game: three word story
Once upon a horse Sonja feared the darkness across the river might
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted "I want cheese!" Don't we all?
But she didn'tthink before opening
be too deep. Sighing, she turned and found a block of cheese
made of Venusian so she picked up a sword to pierce into the looming thicket.
"No!" said the block of cheese! "Don't go there!"
But the cheese did not know how to talk let alone feel its way through a rather nasty really deep swamp of tangled feelings.
And lo! They decided that they would wait until Chris the Taxidermist washed his hands. The hungry crocodile was his latest masterpiece-in-progress.
Steve the postman, drunkard and lout, delivered a letter thick with saliva to an unlikely woman who shouted "I want cheese!" Don't we all?
But she didn'tthink before opening
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