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 Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 2:21 pm
um... let's play a game... much like the 3 word.. but instead of having just thinking of three words, we'll have to do a sentence.
I write my sentence, then someone will have to write a sentence next.
the present sentence must have some connection to the previous sentence(s).... the final thing doesn't have to be a story - sentences next to each other (one after the other) simply have to be linked.
(I wanna see where this goes)....
Lemme start...
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 2:23 pm
I saw the muffin man once; big tall guy smelling of bakery but looking like he should be on a circus, one of those would earn lots of money.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 2:24 pm
I've been to a circus when I was a kid and I enjoyed it a lot; so many things going on all at once but I realise there wasn't as much wild animals as I thought.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2006 11:09 pm
I loved the elephants, and the tiggers, but was disapointed with the clowns.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 11:23 am
I cannot stand dolls specially the clown-looking ones; they should be burned.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 1:59 pm
But you cannot sell burned things, normal non-burned things are so much more expensive but people still buys them instead of the cheap burned ones.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 10:50 am
You smell of cheap cologne, like a toilet during summer.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2006 9:32 am
Last summer was... a hint of mint with dark thick chocolate, exceptional and unexpected.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 5:41 pm
In the heat of summer, with the scent of flowers clinging to the air, it is the unexpected rain at night that makes me shiver with delight.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 6:27 pm
Shivers ran throught the whole of it's skin, "So, this is what happens when you electrocute a pickle" she said.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 7:27 pm
"Tell me all about your organization or this beautiful, fresh pickle is going places!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 5:55 am
But no-one spoke, and as is characteristic of no-one he dashed through the door without a sound.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:21 am
The trees screamed in terror but most of them in delight for they believe that getting cut down by these monstrous, glittering and noisy things was their destiny - like a warrior finally dying an honourable death.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 10:20 pm
The wind howled and ther rain poored and the girl began to shiver as she thouht of her moments of home and harth.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 2:51 am
I'm sure it could have been worse; water pouring out of the sky is so much more tender than the whip-like lashing of a desert storm.
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