I jumped off the bed in a hurry, ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, looked in the hamper for anything I could put on that don't smell too much. As I was locking the door, I had this funny feeling that I...
So I turned on the giant distress vultuture-signal (which looks like the batman light signal but with a vulture head) and called mama vulture to come and get the disgusting big fat rhino that by then was doing a pole dance with my thong!
Oh! Back to the dream about vultures and rhinos. Do dreams really work like tele-serials?! The funny feeling that I had was nothing but sleep; Despite the quick shower, I could not help but doze off at the dining table. Shit. Last night It was 2:00 AM when I was finally left to sleep by Robert. Insatiable animal!
L. Spikes' best friend was a Peruvian Quechua shaman by the name of Papa Kool Aide, and was difficult to find. L. Spikes had to travel to Lima and go through an adventurous donkey ride towards the Andes.
I figured as much. How transcendent of him! I can't wait for him to get back. Robert is ruining the ambiance of my apartment. I asked Papa Kool Aide if he knew of anyone closer who could help. Suddenly, there came a knock at the door.
Suddenly, I realized I must be hallucinating. It wasn't the rhino, but it was two men in white coats. When I resisted going with them, they wrestled me down to the ground and handcuffed me. As I screamed for help at the top of my lungs, blood started gushing out from my ears.
Let's write a story together and see what we come up with. You get 10 words or less to continue the story from the previous post.Here's the first line...As the 1966 Ford Mustang reached the 30 MPH corner..........GO!
Let's have fun writing a story everyone and see how far it get's. On Your Mark, Let's Go..While I was asleep in the room last night, I was awakened by a strange noise that sounded like a weak moan or if someone was in...