It is Wednesday...
and I am not feeling so Wacky...
and I am not feeling so Wacky...
Heck, we are gonna write anyway.
Maybe this will cheer us all up!
By the way,
this is my
200th post!
Let's write the
Never-Ending Story!
Directions/Instructions/How-To:
1. I will post a picture and then begin a story
with 3 to 6 sentences...
2. Then I will stop in MID-SENTENCE...
3. The next person picks up (in MID-SENTENCE)
where the last comment left off and will then
add 3 to 6 sentences to continue the story...
4. And then she/he/it will stop in MID-SENTENCE
5. Don't end the story...
it is a never-ending story!
6. You may post as many comments as you want
to continue the story!
Let's Write!
Danny couldn't help it. He was addicted. Maybe it was the half smokes. Maybe it was the chili dogs. Maybe it was the girl who worked the window. Without exception, every day, Danny ordered...
4 comments:
. . . his "beenie on a weenie", couldn't help himself, he was just that kind of guy!
who looked forward to his "beenie on a weenie" because he was
just that kind of guy. He had his eye on Laverne, the waitress and he just knew that one day, he'd have the nerve to...
ask her for condiments for his weenie, but in the meantime, he'd just have to settle for a little mustard and ......
(Sorry, teachur...I've been playing with the baby!)
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