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A Story told one sentence at a time

 
 
Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:02 am
I was wondering if we could try to get a story going one sentence at a time. Only post one sentence at a time and we'll see how far this gets. Okay, here goes nothing.

Mr. Brown walked slowly, while his dog Buddy followed closely at his side.
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onyxelle
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:07 am
Mr. Brown, being deep in thought and anticipation about the day's activities, never noticed the basketball sized hole just where his next footfall would land.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:15 am
Buddy sniffed that basketball sized hole with an intense concentration, and it turned out that a crapload of cocaine was buried in that small ditch wannabe.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:20 am
Mr. Brown looked around to see if anyone was watching, then reached down to check out the stash.
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au1929
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:22 am
As he did undercover operatives ran over and confronted Mr Brown
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:23 am
Sadly, Mrs. Brown could not lunch today.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:23 am
He looked up, surprised, as he heard someone yell, "Sir, step away from the hole!"
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:25 am
The police officer said "are you Bobby Brown?"
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au1929
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:25 am
She was out shopping for a good criminal lawyer.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:26 am
ed. note <that actually worked quite well au>
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:30 am
"Who's Bobby Brown?" replied Mr. Brown as a big man in a black overcoat approached him menacingly, waving a gun at him agitatedly.
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au1929
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:43 am
Mr Brown was beginning to be frightened. His faced was drained of color as he stammered I did nothing wrong.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:47 am
Buddy started barking furiously at the man with the gun.
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au1929
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:54 am
He motioned to the other officers to grab the dog as he cuffed Mr. Brown and gruffly said we are taking you to the station house.
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:02 am
"Oh, no, no, not the Station House!", squealed Mr. Brown.
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:10 am
'Yes, the Station House,' said the police officers in a forceful unison; but, surprisingly, Mr. Brown would soon discover that their reasons for taking him there were-- unusual.



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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:40 am
Unusual indeed, Mr. Brown thought, as the strip search got ugly.
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:46 am
First, they put his knickers in a twist.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:50 am
Then one of the g-men pulled out a jar of vaseline, and put on a pair of rubber gloves.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:55 am
"Bend over and squeal like a pig" the pig said, before thinking to himself "Oh no, not another 'Deliverance' flashback...I need to see my shrink again."
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