Let's see how this goes. I don't know if it's a game or not, but this will be somewhat similar to the "Neverending Story" thread that used to be so popular.
Every post will be a single sentence, each sentence creating an ongoing story. Each poster will make a sentence starting with the last letter of the sentence before it. You can only post one sentence at a time. The sentence can be a descriptive sentence, contain a quote, or whatever. For example, if someone posts:
He looked over his shoulder to glimpse he pursuer.
The next poster, using the last letter of the previous sentence, might post:
"Right behind you," he said menacingly.
I will start it off on the next post.
The night was sultry.
Yolanda anxiously watched from her upstairs window.
Where was the man delivering the pizza and calzones?
Silence was her only answer.
Reindeer don't live in the Atlantic!
Crying in the kind of frustration usually aimed at DMV employees, Yolanda relented and moved on.
Nobody cares.
Suddenly, a sound arose in the distance.
Quote from: Flick James on January 04, 2012, 10:42:12 PM
Suddenly, a sound arose in the distance.
Each of us pricked up our ears.
Several of us even put our ears to the ground.
Quote from: Flick James on January 05, 2012, 01:07:03 AM
Several of us even put our ears to the ground.
Down there, in the dirt, we could hear horses' hooves striking the earth.
Hell no Jimmy!
You annoy me.
Excuse me then!
now is the time for clean underpants :buggedout:
Several in the company nodded knowingly.
Yes I'm hung like a horse, thank you for asking.
Greg, I asked if you were interested in playing croquet.
Trivial questions make me glad I'm a NorthCoaster, and above it all.
But there is terrible variability of syntax.
This is not a contribution, just a reminder to remember that the each sentence must start with the last letter of the sentence before it, and that the whole idea is to tell an ongoing story. That having been said, I am not at all opposed to the occasional random sentence.
Quote from: Flick James on January 05, 2012, 05:04:44 PM
This is not a contribution, just a reminder to remember that the each sentence must start with the last letter of the sentence before it, and that the whole idea is to tell an ongoing story. That having been said, I am not at all opposed to the occasional random sentence.
I was so excite dabout the X... allow me to re-do:
Legally, there is terrible variety of syntax.
xylophones suddenly rang out in the sultry night air.
Ricardo arrived with a Mariachi band to court Yolanda.
Quote from: Silverlady on January 06, 2012, 01:25:46 PM
Ricardo arrived with a Mariachi band to court Yolanda.
Actually, Yolanda planned to take Ricardo to court, for disturbing the peace.
Evilly Ricardo eyed Yolanda and and whispered "Let's have sex."
"X-rays could not penetrate as well as you do my soul, my darling."
Grinning, Ricardo said, "my sweet, do you realize you have bird s**t in your hair?"
Rather nonchalantly, Yolanda flipped her hair in Ricardo's face to reveal the bird droppings were only fakes to call the police off their trail.
Laughing, Ricardo flipped back his lapel to show off his badge.
Eagerly, Yolanda began to flirt, as cops were her secret turn-on.
Not only were cops her secret turn on, so were big boobies.
So she took a chance and tweaked Ricardo's left nipple.
Ewww, Burgo's beer is left out on the couch again!
Quote from: El Toro Loco on January 08, 2012, 10:29:41 PM
Ewww, Burgo's beer is left out on the couch again!
No, not yet....but SOON!", snarled Ricardo,as he slapped Yolanda's hand away.
Yellow light poured from the darkened sky.
Yolanda looked up and saw a huge craft hovering over her apartment building.
God, It's Frank Miller!!!!
Run for your lives and hide all video equipment!!! they shouted.
Destitute milkmen in Santa Clara moonlight as pornographic actors.
Next Letter: S
So, what did you mean by that? Yolanda asked in a peevish tone.
"Everything," replied Frank.
"Krispy Kreme donuts turn me on, Frank," Yolanda giggled.
Drooling at the thought of Krispy Kreme donuts Ricardo whispered to Yolanda "I'm not wearing any socks, shoes or lipstick."
"Kick in the tuchus, you deserve", said Yoda, who was hiding behind the setee.
Excessive libido seems to haunt the male populace of Micronesia, who simply cannot pee.
Everybody from there suffered from micronesia, a diminutive form of amnesia.
Artichokes steamed in butter is the Yeti's favorite food.
Darla, Yolanda's best friend, was always fond of sharing trivial information about the habits of the Yeti.
In the next few months, Flick got to know the yeti with the iYeti.
"In the name humanity, what is the iYeti?" said Flick.
Quote from: Flick James on January 12, 2012, 11:13:25 AM
"In the name of humanity, what is the iYeti?" said Flick.
"Kindle for Yeti", said Yolanda.
"Actually its a Yeti that costs three times as much, but its far cooler to some people." Said Darla, an unrepentant cynic.
Candice Bergen may or may not have a pet spider named Harold.
Don't wear shirts with horizontal stripes because the stripes will make you look fat.
Thanks a Lot!
The excitement of the night began to wear thin as the morning approached.
Dwight Howard goes bowling wearing nothing but puke-green silk panties.
Quote from: retrorussell on January 13, 2012, 03:36:17 PM
Dwight Howard goes bowling wearing nothing but puke-green silk panties.
Someone said Dwight Howard was your real name, pilgrim.
Menacingly, the sun brought light to the uncomfortable situation.
**side note: remember this is supposed to be an ongoing story, not a string of random sentences. Geez. I feel like such a control freak.**
"NOW is the time!" shouted Ricardo while he grabbed Yolanda's arm.
"My cakes are still in the oven!" Yolanda squeals.
Suddenly, everything seemed clear to Ricardo with that statement, and he relented.
Distracted by her "cakes," Ricardo did not notice Yolanda's hand slip behind her back.
"Ketchup for your cakes," squealed Yolanda with a silly schoolgirl grin.
Never before have a seen a face as ugly as Sam Cassell.
Laughing at how his nose had three holes in it.
Theodore, Yolanda's ex-boyfriend, suddenly showed up, demanding reparations for their two years together.
Recardo responded by punching Theodore in the nose.
"Egregious lout!" he screamed in retaliation.
Not hesitating, Theodore pulled a live wolverine from his coat pocket and began waving it at Ricardo.
Openly, Ricardo tried to fend of the offending mustelid with exquisite syntax.
"X-ray her body, Dr. Smith" said Dr.Who
"Oh, the pain, the pain...wait, she's quite the looker, isn't she, William?
Mr. Smith, she's a prostitute!
Eugene Levy just pooped himself while gnawing on human flesh.
Hocking up a toe bone while he was at it.
Trembling, Yolanda wished she were in Pittsburgh.
"HELLO CLEVELAND!" shouted Derek Smalls, inexplicably walking onto the scene, bass strapped around his shoulders.
Son uva b***h! said the judge.
"Enough of this!" screamed Yolanda, and shewed them all away.
"Yolanda, do you get the feeling that we're being watched at?" said the husband.
"Dipwad, you're looking up your own exaust pipe."
Each and every day of my life I regret that I have never made love to pudding.
Gee, no one has chimed in for a while.
Exactly what I was thinkin'!
Necrophiliacs aren't the sort of people I would invite to a funeral.