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A Story told one sentence at a time

 
 
drom et reve
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 12:51 pm
Mr. Brown seemed to be in for a lot of squealing that day, but he turned around to see a mysterious woman who was standing behind the police officers, brandishing a copy of George Eliot's Middlemarch, looking at the police officers-- and then at Mr. Brown-- menacingly.


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Eva
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 02:26 pm
She rolled up the paperback book, walked up to Mr. Brown, and began beating him mercilessly about the head.
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Sofia
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 02:48 pm
Buddy, furious at the sight of his nemesis Mrs. Brown, latched onto her ankle in a death grip; Middlemarch, fluttering to the ground before the rowdy assemblage.
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Acquiunk
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 03:02 pm
Poor choice of literature, I much prefer the classics, thought the police officer as he stood idyll by watching the commotion with a disinterested attitude.
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onyxelle
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 03:05 pm
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, German Boss Herr O'in made The Call to his contact down at the station house...
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Acquiunk
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 03:21 pm
So much for a degree in Latin mused the office sadly, as a dejectedly returned to his post.
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 03:36 pm
Ms Otis, regretting have missed her lunch of meals on wheels usually delivered promptly at 1 pm, called the station house to reported a missing person, to whit, one Mr Brown.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 04:16 pm
"Yeah, we got a Mr. James Brown here", said the office dispatcher to Ms. Otis, "in fact, he and his wife are causing quite a scene in the strip search room as we speak."
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Eva
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 05:47 pm
Infuriated, Mrs. Brown kicked Buddy loose from her ankle and sent him sailing across the room...then, picking up her book, gave her husband another whack across the head while she was at it.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 06:54 pm
All the time yelling "Just who the hell is Miss Otis, and if you think she has regrets, just wait until I'm finished with you!"
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Sofia
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 07:19 pm
Mr. Brown deftly grasped the book, wrenched it away from his bruising wife, and spoke formally, straightening his vest coat, "I have had quite enough, and will sue you all; some on multiple counts."
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Eva
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 07:54 pm
Mrs. Brown looked at the police officer, who looked at his cohorts, who looked at poor Buddy...and all of them simultaneously burst out in laughter at Mr. Brown's idle threat.
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sozobe
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 08:05 pm
Buddy's laughter was particularly infectious, and soon the lot of them were rolling on the floor, giving Mr. Brown his chance.
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the reincarnation of suzy
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:47 pm
Then, with a withering glare, she stalked from the room, blowing a kiss toward the young officer in the doorway.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:51 pm
The young officer felt a sudden need to grasp his nightstick.
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 10:58 pm
The smell of nightblooming jasmine filled the Station House. Again. Officer Krupsky turned red, and lurched out to the lobby, where a dozen, no, fourteen teenaged girls carried five gallon pots of night blooming jasmine; the fifteenth had a scrolled paper which she proceeded to unfold....
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:22 pm
"Are you ready for my close-up, officer Krupsky?"
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the reincarnation of suzy
 
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Reply Sat 29 May, 2004 11:35 pm
"Why is she following me around the forum"? Cav wondered, as Suzy lurched in behind him on yet another thread. Is Officer Krupsky about to get lucky, she mused?

Then she decided to go to bed rather than ruin the story with her perversions.

heh heh
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sun 30 May, 2004 06:44 am
"what's this here thing for?" asked officer Krupsky. "Nothing" said Suzy, "It's something I learned over in England."
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 30 May, 2004 07:27 am
Mr Brown reached for his shorts and trousers.
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