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I start with a few sentences, then others add to it. Let's see how creative we can make it: Cynthia looked at her watch, it was almost time for her to enter the room where she would make her grand enterence. Finally she would get to stand before all and be looked upon as the ,,,,, |
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Annabeth Posts: 1558
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winner of the juggling contest. She had decided to really wow the crowd with flaming rubber chickens, but she was worried she might set her hair on fire again. "Oh well," she thought, "At least time I won't..." (I say we type 2 or 3 sentences, then cut off. At least to start  Sound good?) It's that sinking feeling of being alone, and it's the way it makes you screech and pulls the skin off your bones, and I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; Will you still know me in a year? |
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(lol) set fire to the guy who had the wooden leg again. That was a costly mishap at the last betty crocker back off. All she wanted to do was give him a surprise birthday party, and since he was a jokster she had bought the prank candles that don't blow out when the table he was sitting at in front of the cake,,, |
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countto10  Posts: 769
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But it wasn't his leg that caught fire first. When he bent down to blow out the candles his red toupee fell off on top of the cake. He tried to retrieve his toupee and several partygoers knocked him off his chair and rolled him on the ground, taking the table cloth with them.... |
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DonnaLynne
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pulling Miss Betsy's prized wedding gown that she wore every year, for 57 years straight, even though she never married,,,, |
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Annabeth Posts: 1558
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... mainly because she had a terrible disease that made her allergic to saliva. But who knows? Maybe this year would be different for poor Miss Betsy. In the mean time... It's that sinking feeling of being alone, and it's the way it makes you screech and pulls the skin off your bones, and I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; Will you still know me in a year? |
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DonnaLynne
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her trained caught fire, as well as the wooden leg........the fire marshals were all in the parade, so we had to douse the fire with Aunt Martha's home brew medicine,,,,this however caused,,,,,,, |
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venusenvynyc Posts: 1352
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a rather large fireball! We forgot that alcohol is flammable! Fortunately, we had a large supply of ... Keep in mind that I'm not a medical professional, and my advice is based on personal experience. |
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ole' Tommy's liquid jello, which we always ate but hated, never wanting him to feel bad an all, since that was his only past time passion, and since he couldn't work anymore, his now burnt wooden leg, was not o.s.h.a. approved in the match factory he spent many years working at. With fire doused, and Miss Betsy, fallin' right on ole' Tommy's lap,,,, |
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Annabeth Posts: 1558
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things just got out of control, and the crowd, upon inhaling all the smoke and fumes, went delirious and started a conga line. At least it got everyone out of the building, though. It still hadn't been fixed up, tho, so some people were worried that... It's that sinking feeling of being alone, and it's the way it makes you screech and pulls the skin off your bones, and I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; Will you still know me in a year? |
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