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A Story told one sentence at a time

 
 
ossobuco
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 01:12 pm
But, but, which Bill was it?
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Clary
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 01:27 pm
Was it Wild Bill Hickok? Was it Bill Cosby? Was it Bill Clinton? Was it BillW of A2K?
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Eva
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 04:17 pm
ossobuco wrote:
<Wheel is probably the female partner>


<No doubt about it, osso! Their names get top billing, and they're constantly running over her.> Laughing


"I don't care which Bill you are," Melanie said, rummaging through the empty condom wrappers and edible underwear in her purse, searching for her credit card machine, "but you're not leaving here until I get my $100."
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 07:16 pm
<or, the squeaky wheel gets the grease>

<or, Turn, turn, turn, for everything..... there is a season...>


Try and make me!!, said Bill, menacingly.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 08:56 pm
Laughing

He stood up to make a quick exit, and as he did, he tripped on a pudding pop that had melted on the floor--his legs kicked in the air as he fell backwards, and a moment later his naked back slammed down on the floor with a flat slapping sound.
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 09:17 pm
He struggled to find where on the floor he had lost his credit card.
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Eva
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 10:05 pm
<squeaky wheel...yes, that's much better>


At the same time, Melanie dove for his wallet and neatly extracted $100 cash...plus a little extra for all the trouble this guy was causing.
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Wed 30 Jun, 2004 10:29 pm
It turns out that the floor had radiant heating installed under it.
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Clary
 
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Reply Thu 1 Jul, 2004 05:13 am
It melted everything in random patches, including the pudding pop, since the thermostat had gone crazy and wasn't kicking in until 200 degrees F - and when he found the credit card it was starting to warp.
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kickycan
 
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Reply Thu 1 Jul, 2004 09:56 am
"Damn, it's hot in this f*cking apartment!" She shouted as she stepped over him to go to the kitchen, "You want some flapjacks?"
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Thu 1 Jul, 2004 11:30 am
'I thought you got me in to find your red car,' said Bill Cosby; to which Melanie said, 'hmmn, that's what I tell everyone.'

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kickycan
 
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Reply Thu 1 Jul, 2004 02:01 pm
Bill dragged himself up, obviously in pain from the fall, and winced as he rubbed his back, shouting to her in the kitchen, "Do you mean to tell me you planned this in order to get me in bed?"
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GaNew
 
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Reply Thu 1 Jul, 2004 03:23 pm
she yells back, "sure did"
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kickycan
 
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Reply Thu 1 Jul, 2004 10:50 pm
Bill looked out the window and noticed a conspicuously inconspicuous Red 1972 Gremlin slowing down as it drove by, and through the drizzly morning rain, he saw the shadowy face of someone he thought he recognized--but the driver suddenly sped up and was gone before Bill could put a name to the face.
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Clary
 
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Reply Fri 2 Jul, 2004 02:19 am
However, since his feet were starting to toast lightly, he decided to hotfoot it out of the apartment in pursuit of the red car.
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Fri 2 Jul, 2004 07:06 am
Bill was an incredibly quick runner; perhaps because fifteen of his most loyal naturist fans were chasing after him with placards.

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Clary
 
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Reply Fri 2 Jul, 2004 08:25 am
He sprinted down the street and into the town square.
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Fri 2 Jul, 2004 12:50 pm
His progress down the Street, however, was stopped by an unusual cloaked man who would only let Bill pass if he answered 'these riddles three' correctly.



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Clary
 
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Reply Sat 3 Jul, 2004 02:44 am
The first riddle was : 'What's the difference between the English football team and a teabag?'
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kickycan
 
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Reply Sat 3 Jul, 2004 03:44 am
Bill had no f*cking clue.
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