Lets make a story game!

[Pompey Bum]

gently pulled the

[piaya]

squealing clergyman's beard

[Pompey Bum]

, who cried delightedly, "

[piaya]

"Defend us, Father!"

[Ms. Reading]

The problem was,

[bouquin]

they also crushed

[Pompey Bum]

Lizaveta's spirits when

[Ms. Reading]

they mercilessly amputated

[Pompey Bum]

her fondest dreams.

[Ms. Reading]

Since then, fur

[bouquin]

traders have gradually

[Pompey Bum]

raised their prices

[piaya]

despite the millions

[Pompey Bum]

of cheap beaver

[piaya]

that archbishops loved.

[Pompey Bum]

Lizaveta genuflected, forgetting

[piaya]

the festive company

[Pompey Bum]

whose polkas echoed

[piaya]

throughout Walmart. Each

[Pompey Bum]

distant star twinkled

[piaya]

from midnight to

[Pompey Bum]

morning shift. Nevertheless

[piaya]

Lizaveta uncovered the

[Ms. Reading]

Whirlpool dishwasher and

[bouquin]

suddenly, she knitted

[Pompey Bum]

her single eyebrow.

[piaya]

At first glance

[Pompey Bum]

ontogeny recapitulated phylogeny,

[Ms. Reading]

notwithstanding its noteworthiness,

[Pompey Bum]

the laundry beckoned.

[piaya]

She washed dozens

[Pompey Bum]

of red cummerbunds

[Ms. Reading]

with peculiar relish

[Pendragon]

pickle relish, actually

[piaya]

and pouting lips.

[Ms. Reading]

After some thought

[Pompey Bum]

she abandoned all

[piaya]

hope, and kicked

[Pompey Bum]

heroine, then lit

[piaya]

out for Paris

[Pompey Bum]

, Texas, city of

[piaya]

proactive examining magistrates

[Pompey Bum]

and love. Ululating

[Ms. Reading]

taxpayers fumbled for

[Pompey Bum]

a touchdown. Lizaveta

[Ms. Reading]

gawked at the

[Pompey Bum]

tailless macaques in

[Ms. Reading]

the men's john

[Pompey Bum]

. "Madame!" A stern

[Ms. Reading]

fleshy-faced sister

[Pompey Bum]

intoned from behind

[Ms. Reading]

the pot-bellied

[Pompey Bum]

stove. Lizaveta hurried

[Ms. Reading]

away empty-handed

[Pompey Bum]

unless you count

[Ms. Reading]

the last farthing

[bouquin]

that she fingered

[Ms. Reading]

mournfully. In short,

[Pompey Bum]

life went on.

[Ms. Reading]

Quite unexpectedly, everything

[Pompey Bum]

began to vibrate!

[Ms. Reading]

Eighteen minutes passed

[bounty]

and someone please

[bounty]

folks---dag nab it im sorry----for some reason my windows are plopping me right down in the middle of threads as opposed to the very end and then after I make my post, I cannot edit it!

eighteen minutes passed...

and then someone

[Pompey Bum]

made the voices stop.

[miyako73]

Prozac, indeed, worked

[Pompey Bum]

while Lizaveta played

[piaya]

ahead of schedule.

[Ms. Reading]

On the seventh

[bounty]

day of the

[piaya]

Prozac she daydreamed

[Pompey Bum]

that she was

[piaya]

spluttering disgraceful language

[Ms. Reading]

off and on

[piaya]

until a praiseworthy

[bouquin]

monastery guardian pricked

[piaya]

her eardrums resolutely

[Ms. Reading]

and ejaculated: 'Gracious!'

[bouquin]

At that moment

[Ms. Reading]

a fairly bogus

[bounty]

but innocuous looking

[Ms. Reading]

Barbie doll head

[bouquin]

shed crocodile tears

[Pompey Bum]

and said this:

[Ms. Reading]

'Girls never do!'

[Pompey Bum]

Lizaveta wondered if

[piaya]

bloating and cramps

[Ms. Reading]

caused painful abscesses

[piaya]

among undesirable citizens

[Ms. Reading]

who ate shrimp

[bounty]

who otherwise might

[Ms. Reading]

swallow cold turkey

[piaya]

whole, and oil

[Ms. Reading]

their long faces

[Pompey Bum]

until dawn slowly

[piaya]

came. Clumps of

[Pompey Bum]

dandruff bedeviled her

[piaya]

old-maidish whiskers

[Pompey Bum]

while distant cannons

[piaya]

fired incessantly. Bigger

[Pompey Bum]

balls never flew

[piaya]

vigorously despite careful

[Pompey Bum]

stuffing into barrels

[piaya]

of the tremendously

[Pompey Bum]

spherical orbs. Unexpectedly

[piaya]

Lizaveta came closer

[Pompey Bum]

to understanding that

[piaya]

great physical strength

[Pompey Bum]

derives from sucking

[bounty]

dill pickles and

[Pompey Bum]

pig's blood, although

[bouquin]

simple stretching exercises

[Pompey Bum]

couldn't hurt. Undead

[bouquin]

baby mice undressed

[Pompey Bum]

provocatively beneath the

[Ms. Reading]

flotsam and jetsam

[Pompey Bum]

of the summer's

[Ms. Reading]

day. At midnight

[bouquin]

the revival meeting

[Pompey Bum]

became a merry

[Ms. Reading]

Chamber of Commerce

[Pompey Bum]

hootenanny with warm

[Ms. Reading]

mashed food from

[Pompey Bum]

Mashpee, Massachusetts. Lizaveta

[piaya]

filled the samovar

[Ms. Reading]

with cherry-colored

[Hawkman]

cyanide cordial, which

[bounty]

caused all sorts

[Ms. Reading]

of notorious behavior

[Hawkman]

and ignominious death.

[Pompey Bum]

Undaunted, Lizaveta fingered

[Hawkman]

The Beretta's trigger

[piaya]

with great interest

[Ms. Reading]

and stroked the

[Hawkman]

hand grenades, hanging

[bounty]

her hopes on

[Ms. Reading]

the genuine compassion

[Hawkman]

which always failed

[piaya]

dispairingly. Lizaveta penetrated

[Hawkman]

the darkest recesses

[piaya]

of the barbershop

[Hawkman]

looking for razors

[piaya]

and Russian roubles

[Hawkman]

with which to

[piaya]

purchase welding torches

[Ms. Reading]

and honoured senators.

[Hawkman]

Lizaveta slaughtered everyone

[piaya]

then crossed herself.

[Ms. Reading]

She latched onto

[bounty]

whatever hopes she

[Ms. Reading]

could clutch. Comrades

[Pompey Bum]

, let us rally!

[Ms. Reading]

, the townspeople chanted.

[Pompey Bum]

Lizaveta grabbed her

[Ms. Reading]

awfully uncouth coachman

[bouquin]

furiously and whipped

[Pompey Bum]

up some cocoa

[Ms. Reading]

but it splattered

[Pompey Bum]

all over her

[Ms. Reading]

and her poodle.

[Pompey Bum]

She shaved the

[Ms. Reading]

coachman and yanked

[Pompey Bum]

the poodle over

[Ms. Reading]

downstairs. Its delicate

[Pompey Bum]

carpeting barely withstood

[Ms. Reading]

the spiteful onslaught

[Pompey Bum]

of manicured toenails.

[Ms. Reading]

The coachman pawed

[Pompey Bum]

his new-shaved

[Ms. Reading]

lifeless-looking chin

[bounty]

and then looking

[bouquin]

at the unwashed

[piaya]

poodle, he withdrew

[Pompey Bum]

his support for

[piaya]

genetic sampling. Stealthily,

[Pompey Bum]

he licked hamsters

[bounty]

he spied lizaveta!!

[Pompey Bum]

giving him the

[bounty]

oh heck I got beat to the punch!

okay---he licked hamsters...

and found that

[bounty]

oh heck I got beat to the punch again!

giving him the...

desire to go

[Pompey Bum]

one one knee

[piaya]

and softly whistle

[Ms. Reading]

through his teeth.

[Pompey Bum]

through his nose.

Heh heh. My bad.

"Lizaveta will you..."

[piaya]

... bother?" he asked.

[Pompey Bum]

"Oh darling!" she

[Ms. Reading]

exclaimed. Courteously, they

[Pompey Bum]

touched elbows and

[Ms. Reading]

got married. Better

[piaya]

waiters were hired

[Pompey Bum]

. Lizaveta's real husband

[piaya]

, the phoney hero,

[Ms. Reading]

laughed nervously and

[bounty]

said lizaveta why

[piaya]

was I forgotten?

[bounty]

have I done

[piaya]

wrong? Tell me!

[Pompey Bum]

"Hamsters!" she retorted,

[piaya]

choking him. Disdainfully,

[Pompey Bum]

she threw hamsters

[piaya]

into the sterilizers

[Pompey Bum]

before collapsing into

[piaya]

the baggage compartment.

[Pompey Bum]

The next morning

[bounty]

stricken with remorse

[piaya]

Lizaveta gingerly touched

[Pompey Bum]

Hammy the hamster

[Ms. Reading]

and was overwhelmed

[bouquin]

by feverish delirium.

[Ms. Reading]

What was worse,

[mal4mac]

everyone forgot everything.

[Ms. Reading]

The coachman felt

[bounty]

that he had

[Ms. Reading]

lowered himself disgracefully

[Pompey Bum]

. Likewise the hamsters.

[Ms. Reading]

That same day

[bouquin]

the hamsters vanished

[Pompey Bum]

with both husbands!

[piaya]

Towards evening, they

[Calidore]

paired up with

[Pendragon]

two other fools

[piaya]

who wore suspenders

[Ms. Reading]

and high heels.

[mal4mac]

The heels quacked

[piaya]

and cracked crudely.

[Pompey Bum]

But Lizaveta ignored

[piaya]

them and tranquilized

[Pompey Bum]

the poodle. Suddenly

[piaya]

the dog convulsed

[Ms. Reading]

and Lizaveta tossed

[bounty]

her cookies on

[piaya]

Archibald's yearbook photo.

[bouquin]

For an instant

[Ms. Reading]

Archibald hissed imperiously

[bouquin]

, his nostrils flared

[Pompey Bum]

, his eyes crossed,

[Ms. Reading]

then he jabbed

[Pompey Bum]

himself in the

[bouquin]

half-open mouth.

[Pompey Bum]

Dumbfounded, Lizaveta simply

[bounty]

stood there with

[Pompey Bum]

her heart in

[piaya]

jackknife position. Reluctantly,

[Pompey Bum]

she sheathed the

[piaya]

fixed bayonet then

[bounty]

shouted uproariously, "to...

[piaya]

my dear fellow!"

[Pendragon]

He felt pain

[piaya]

between his eyes

[Ms. Reading]

, and quivered like