| Tenebrous | STARTS A 5 WORD STORY! You can only type 5 words at a time, and they must follow on from what came before... so... here goes! |
Jun 23, 2008 -
09:26PM
| Tenebrous | STARTS A 5 WORD STORY! You can only type 5 words at a time, and they must follow on from what came before... so... here goes! |
| Tenebrous | says | He turned his back and |
| Rammi | says | looked out of the window |
| Tenebrous | says | and gasped, for outside was |
| Rammi | says | a Rickrolling Plurk Twitter Whore |
| Madame Maracas | wearing only a diaphonous gown |
| jjacek | and a large, blue, fluffy |
| sdohrn | t-shirt with chains and bells |
| Madame Maracas | Blinging her way down to |
| ArminaX | her dead friend's funeral ceremony. |
| jjacek | But then, along the way |
| ArminaX | the wind lifted her skirt |
| sdohrn | and to the surprise of |
| ArminaX | the tall, elderly gentleman nearby |
| jjacek | the woman was wearing only |
| Madame Maracas | a string of pearls thong |
| ArminaX | The gentleman stopped and said, |
| jjacek | "Excuse me miss, but do |
| Madame Maracas | you know if those are |
| jjacek | please check them for ripeness?" |
| ArminaX | The woman smiled, and said, |
| Madame Maracas | My dear sir, why I |
| jjacek | really don't believe these are |
| Madame Maracas | kumquats, however I worry that |
| jjacek | they haven't been squeezed in |
| Madame Maracas | quite some time would you |
| jjacek | be so kind as to |
| ArminaX | touch them, but be gentle? |
| Madame Maracas | She grinned shyly, touched his |
| Damo | The man put on his |
| jjacek | [touched his] arm and led him to |
| Gabby Doololly | says | a quiet spot around the |
| jjacek | corner, out of sight of |
| Madame Maracas | the officer on the corner |
| Gabby Doololly | says | who seems to be watching |
| ArminaX | The gentleman felt something stir |
| Madame Maracas | turned around to find that |
| ArminaX | another young woman watched them |
| Madame Maracas | from behind a bush, although |
| ArminaX | she clearly was quite aroused |
| Madame Maracas | smile, umbrella and also a |
| Gabby Doololly | says | pair of shiny rain boots |
| Madame Maracas | that reached all the way |
| Gabby Doololly | says | to the top of her |
| Madame Maracas | white, ribbon-trimmed, lacy and |
| spiderkitten | pink knee protectors. She said, |
| Madame Maracas | I have a small brown |
| Gabby Doololly | says | mole just behind my right |
| Madame Maracas | knee that seems to itch |
| Gabby Doololly | says | whenever she is excited or |
| Madame Maracas | the moon is full or |
| spiderkitten | I open this umbrella. She |
| Madame Maracas | then proceeded to lift and |
| jjacek | open her umbrella with a wink |
| Madame Maracas | when out from inside fell |
| Gabby Doololly | says | something small and black and |
| Madame Maracas | shiny, yet glowing an odd |
| jjacek | unearthly shade of yellow-green |
| Madame Maracas | spinning slowly, floating gently to |
| ArminaX | the elderly gentleman's open palm |
| spiderkitten | photos with it. The camera |
| ArminaX | already held special photos of |
| jjacek | his young, gold digging wife |
| ArminaX | who was away with her |
| spiderkitten | mining company on business. He |
| ArminaX | knew the time was now |
| spiderkitten | from the built in clock. |
| Madame Maracas | In the photos she is |
| ArminaX | in a rather compromising position |
| Madame Maracas | posed with ducks, chickens and |
| spiderkitten | doing fowl deeds. He thought |
| Madame Maracas | I might care to join |
| ArminaX | blackmail would be quite possible |
| spiderkitten | if the angle's are right. |
| Madame Maracas | then again, art galleries might |
| ArminaX | call the police if they |
| spiderkitten | liked men in unifors. |
| spiderkitten | *uniforms!* |
| Madame Maracas | Then the gentleman noticed that |
| ArminaX | the two women were suddenly |
| Madame Maracas | interrupted by the appearance of |
| Damo | three blind mice and a |
| spiderkitten | seeing eye dog. "Zounds!" cried |
| ArminaX | the pearl-thonged woman, who |
| Madame Maracas | clambered up the nearest tree |
| ArminaX | in hopes of escaping them. |
| Madame Maracas | The blind mice squeeked and |
| ArminaX | ran up her bare legs |
| Madame Maracas | gnawing on her pearled thong |
| ArminaX | , which suddenly came loose and |
| Madame Maracas | cascaded down her thighs landing |
| ArminaX | on the ground, revealing her |
| Madame Maracas | odd lack of genitalia. She |
| ArminaX | blushed and covered herself up. |
| Madame Maracas | But not before the gentleman |
| Damo | revealed that he too was |
| spiderkitten | lacking in the genitalia department. |
| Madame Maracas | The mice ran down her |
| Damo | leg in utter disgust when |
| Madame Maracas | a dog ran up and |
| Damo | stuck out his long tongue |
| Madame Maracas | wetly slurping the gentleman's hand |
| spiderkitten | although, they were strangely aroused. |
| Damo | It was getting late, and |
| Madame Maracas | he was late for tea. |
| Tonio | The old gentleman whipped out |
| Madame Maracas | a PDA and checked his |
| Tenebrous | a whip and whipped cream, |
| Tenebrous | (oops :p) |
| Madame Maracas | supply list. IM'd his dealer, |
| Tenebrous | and arranged a delivery of |
| BigMonkey | says | four small but perfectly formed |
| Tenebrous | cheeses, perfect for covering in |
| Kota | a warm fluffy dog blanket |
| Damo | before reading them a story |
| Tenebrous | about a man who turned |
| spiderkitten | his back and looked out |
| BigMonkey | on a sea of lost |
| Kota | blind mice and umbrellas. I |
| Tenebrous | wonder if this story will |
| BigMonkey | ever bloody reach it's natural |
| spiderkitten | END. |
| spiderkitten | ...cause it's an addictive format... |
| Tenebrous | which lends itself to many |
| spiderkitten | many many many many many |
| Tenebrous | yet very few occurances of |
| spiderkitten | actual intelligence. In fact, it's |
| Tenebrous | almost anti-intelligence in the way |
| Kota | that it keeps going from |
| Tenebrous | says | bad to worse. however if |
| Kota | one of the three blind |
| Tenebrous | umbrella holding mice were to |
| Tenebrous | umbrella-holding mice were to |
| Tenebrous | (doh) |
| Kota | suddenly disappear in a cloud of |
| Tenebrous | foul, noxious smelling gas, then |
| Kota | my boss is around. This |
| Tenebrous | is | probably going to end |
| BigMonkey | sooner rather than later! |
| Tenebrous | If only there was a |
| Kota | sequal in the pipeline, that |
| Tenebrous | would make it easier to |
| Tenebrous | make a sequel! www.plurk.com/p/owt5 |
| jjacek |  |
| Tenebrous | says | aw thanks  Plurk is almost perfect for this kinda thing |
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