Oh, yes!
It is that time again!
What time is it?
Time to write a story!
I know that your days are full
of shopping and baking
and wrapping
and lying to Santa.
You don't have time to write
an entire story.
However, you do have time to
contribute a sentence or two.
So 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 he/she/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!
"Oh, crap!" Rosebud muttered. She wondered why her mother was putting her through this torture. Rosebud's mother had dressed her like she was going on a field trip to Siberia and then handed her over to this Santa who was obviously...
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Rasputin doing a little moonlighting. You know the old saying..."When the Tsar's away, the monk will....
drink away. He thought no one would know that...
he was on the National Sex Offender Registry. He considered himself debonair and believed that he resembled...
a most fine and dapper gentleman of the aristocracy.
Looking in the toy department, as he played in his new guise, he found ...
a shiny,new erector set. His heart beat fast in his chest because...
now he could build some super duper reindeer to pull his sleigh instead of these stupid ponies that always....
ran off after unicorns given half a chance. They could not resist the lure of the "horn" so to speak. Meanwhile, the girl was freezing her large but lovely
thumbs off. She had been clutching the reins so tightly that her thumbs had swollen to the size of...
extra large reindeer droppings. They were most cumbersome.
Rasputin, hurrying before the Tzar and Tsarina returned, hoped he would be able to finish ...
off the last of the vodka and head straight into work where he could be as lit up as the...
proverbial Christmas tree. Of course, the vodka had the warming effect that he expected and so it was no surprise when he turned to Rosebud and said "If your thumbs have warmed up a bit, how about a little old hand..."
at shoveling all this yellow snow?" Sure enough, global warming had hit old Rasputin and that vodka seemed to be escaping from his...
....urinary tract faster than the Red Army on its way through Poland. Not that Rasputin knew anything about Poland, because he wasn't psychic. That was the job of....
the local tarot card reader who sometimes visited him in his basement to
help him redecorate! It was true. Rasputin's true love was interior decorating. His newly renovated basement featured his collection of...
John Deere tractors. He was ready to park the sleigh and just go with the shiny green things. But then - thumb girl...
had a hissy fit to get her picture made with Santa and his sleigh so he had to put the tractor back in his green basement. Rasputin parked the tractor right next to the green...
...effigy of the Grinch he created with the help of the local tarot-card reader. He had wax figurines of all the Christmas favorites intermingled with his tractors, from Rudolph and Scrooge, to Frosty and that kid who stuck his tongue....
in Rudolph's ear and made Rudolph question his sexuality. Now with the tractor safely parked, Rasputin watched the hissy fit girl sitting smugly in the sleigh and thought that revenge should come in the form of...
giving her a swig of vodka mixed with reindeer urine. He knew that reindeer urine was quite commonly used in Finland for cooking purposes so no long term harm would come of his prank. Still, he worried for a moment that she would...
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