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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 1:58 pm
Ok. This is a thread where we all type 2 or 3 sentences and you pass it on and someone else will add to it untill we decide to quit or it could go on forever it's up to us.... so, I guess I'll start..... One day, Erik was frying omletts at his second job at Denny's (the one he works when he's not stalking around the Opera House) minding his own buissiness when all of the sudden......
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 2:00 pm
Raoul jumps out from nowhere an gets a face full of omlett...
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 2:04 pm
And the omlett that Erik had "accidentally" slipped battery acid into started burning a hole through Raoul's face!! eek
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 2:20 pm
Raoul screamed and screamed buy Erik mearly laughed and smashed the eggs further into Raoul's face
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 2:34 pm
By this time the people in the restauraunt were starting to stare and the people waiting for omletts were getting impatient.....
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 4:52 pm
So Erik scraped the omelette off of Raoul's face and started to make another...
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:28 pm
...Then realized that part of Raouls' face had come off with the omlette..
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:39 pm
....so being the kind, benevolent, and Fop-hating Phantom he is, he was engulfed in the moral dilema of serving the restraunt's customer's icky Fop eggs, or make them wait so they could have fop-free eggs....
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:56 pm
Finally, he decided to just pick the fop-face out of the egg. Who would notice, really?
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:57 pm
But after a moment of thought, he came up with the obvious solution and served the people the fop eggs.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2005 8:56 am
And the people loved the fop eggs!
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2005 9:30 am
And Erik became angry that people loved the fop-eggs more than say...Phantom eggs, but of course Erik was faced with the dilemma that there weren't any omelette-imprints of his face.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2005 12:43 pm
Then a thought hit him: He had just served all of those people omelettes with battery acid!
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2005 1:05 pm
Erik thought about it for a moment, shruged his sholders and went back to making eggs.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2005 1:43 pm
Just then the Health Inspector walked in and realized how big the holes were that were bigining to appeare in the customers' faces...... eek
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